To All The Leggings I’ve Loved Before
Atari hearts
Ancient aliens
Red lurex
Stripper fringed
My hide you graced so naturally
If I was over zealous in my gratitude
Please know that it was only out of a pure love that I inevitably and in every instance adorned myself in your familiar comforting splendour to carry out a paint job.
We hurt the ones we love most,
Tough love is always cruellest on the instigator.
The Wrong Art 