fashion statements

cleaning out your closet
you begin to dig
through the different
eras of clothing.
shaking off the dust
and cobwebs of decades.
how long has it been
since you wore that
nehru jacket, white
except for the teriyaki
stain along the collar.
and that poncho,
with the bold horizontal
stripes of gold and red,
green. what were you
thinking. the cowboy
boots and vests.
that blousy shirt
from the seventies with
a mural of tall ships
sailing into port.
the crazy multicolored
tie dyed shirts,
and bleached jeans
from your woodstock days.
then the flannel era.
you looked like a lumber
jack going off into
the woods. the ban lons
and gabardine pants
from the sixties,
wing tip shoes, polished
to a black sparkle.
there's your pocket comb
full of brylcreame
still in the back
pocket along with
fake id and list for
beer and wine,
ripple and mateuse,
schlitz and old
milwaukee.