"Of Fashion" by Everette Maddox

[cinaed]

OF FASHION

If you don't believe life
is rythmic, listen
late at night: all over
the world neckties
are widening and narrowing.

Lapels are widening
and narrowing. Collars
are buttoning up
and flying loose. Trouser
cuffs are folding
and unfolding. Skirts are
rising and falling, hair
is lengthening and shortening.

Somewhere, in the lamplight
of an apartment or hotel
room we once had, your
clothes are slipping down
again, my hands are going
crazy in your hair, our hearts
are beating against each other.

Somewhere surf is hissing.

Somewhere, Dover Beach
maybe, something fragile
and afraid is trying to last
forever.