Prompt 17: Write a pop culture poem.
Since MJ, pop has been living Off the Wall.
Last Friday Night, the DJ spun
to Get Lucky and Happy at the beach house.
In the air, luminous lights
on checkerboard and ombre nails and floating solo cups.
Far from Royals and a Picasso Baby,
Cock walks in neon foams or solid squares,
screen tees, and skinny jeans or tailor suits.
Ray bans and tilted pork pie hats.
Cat walks in trendy pumps, toms, or tribal wedges,
Floral tees or skirts, stripe pants or animal print frocks.
Fresh cuts, afros, few pixie dos,
one side clean-shave, and deep waves with banging bangs.
Nude, plum, coral or rouge duck lips.
Face fancied in M.A.C.
Hand massaging Android or Mac.
Pose. Vogue. Smile.
Auto flash and snap!
Wait, let me take a selfie!
Quick. Select. Click.
Post to IG or FB,
cause life ain’t so bad.