Etude No.4
Disillusioned Youth
A camouflaged,
fashion fixated teen sees
the new, ever
enticing, always trendy,
chartreuse, Tommy bell-bottoms,
with stylish new
hula-hoop waist, and added
deep-well pockets
to hold those pesky extra
tongue, nose, ear, and eyebrow rings.
Hypnotized by
pop culture prophet’s sermons,
he beckons to
mister five finger discount.
Glorified Rent-A-Cops stare
through a dozen
revolving one-way black eyes
scrutinizing
all of his browsing motions.
With one idiotic swipe
he violates
the eighth, and reaps the effects;
a pair of would
be private dicks pursue him
through the store’s tributaries.
One lags behind,
disturbed while growing a tail,
but catches up
just in time to witness the
young fashion victim’s capture.
Desperate, he
tries a bs smoke-screen of
excuses in
a last effort tantrum to
make his scandal disappear.
His efforts are
marred as the officers place
the circular
stainless steel restraints on his
irreplaceable kid gloves.