Fahsion is belonging
Even when the fashion is
A brash ephemeral flicker.
I do recall the longing
To wear a pair of winkle-pickers
So that my feet
Belonged among those other feet.
The kind of feet whose owners kissed
Sweet back-seat girls
In turquoise chromium Vauxhall Victors,
Balanced fags in Presley lips
At winkle-picker fairground sideshows,
Feet that pointed from their tips
To all those other Eldorados.
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