Cool Before Cool Was Cool

The 70s were me, bell bottoms, puffy shirt, Cuban heels

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Oh, bell bottoms so wide they looked
like elephant feet, plaid of course… red,
blue, green, white, I was a druggie flashback
in motion. My shirt bright red, puffy, baggy sleeves,
collar tips so long the points touch my shoulders.
Ooh, my hair, parted in the middle, long enough
to piss off my dad, brushing on my shoulders,
wore a rubber band ponytail after school. Didn’t
really need it, but cool, so cool.

Cuban heels of course, black leather, jacked me up
another three inches, you could hear me clicking
down the tile hallways from the other end of the school.
But you could probably smell me long before I arrived.
If a little English Leather was good, dousing myself like
I was on fire must be better when it came to attracting
young women, at least that is what I hoped as I sprayed
myself from the top of my head to my knees.