Vagaries of Fashion

You keep picking the scabs round the edges,
till it bleeds Crimson red and cracks concrete grey,
cracks concrete grey.
She ignores the vagaries
of fashion which can't of escaped
even your attention, your attention.
Unravelling the seams that
helped you pull the strings,
that shifted contours in
between the lines of longitude and latitude.
there you strayed from the original
coordinates to in chartered maps
sung out of tune in solitude.
The vagaries she ignores the
vagaries of fashion.
She ignores the vagaries of fashion.