It's Sick Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's Sick



Sick and representing timeless style.
In sound or dress that progresses a forwardness.
Something that moves away from a staleness grooved.
And proves to be 'hip' with attention given to it.
Fresh and with a trend to set.
That which sticks and generates excitement quick,
Determines what stays as an unsatiable craving.

'Where has this been?
I like it.
It's sick.
For me it fits.
It's ridiculous!
I am ready for this epidemic.
And I've got to have it until it addicts.
That's how sick it is.'

Friday, March 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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