Rust And Good Taste (Rev.) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

You made it clear the bright colours I wear
aren’t to your taste, so a cerise top chosen
first goes back into the cupboard today -
out comes the zebra stripe top with black
jacket & pants alleviated by grey

The amazing excitement of GREY making
my heart race, how joyously daring to use
scintillating grey to break the monotone in
the conservative black of good taste - and
I have a silver and white wrap also

Besides, black suits me best & without a
colour code at work I’ll be colourful there
but here I’m depressed as classic black
changes a zenith blue Snow Queen into
an ugly old witch in domestic drag

But I refuse to be saddened, life will still
shine radiantly keeping its beauty as the
covert Snow Queen goes underground
keeping her dreams intact against
space-time, rust and good taste…