Thursday, February 02, 2012


Awhile ago, I accepted an invitation to join from my friend Paisley. Gilt says this about itself:

Gilt Groupe provides instant insider access to today’s top designer labels, at up to 60% off retail.

Insider access! Today's top whatever! up to 60% flarf? I'm in, I tell you, is what I said to myself.

Since then, of course, there has been a proliferation of such sites, and I check a couple of them daily. That's right, daily, right when the sales kick in, which is, that's right, in the middle of my work day. I take a moment to pause at the shrine of, whatever, style, and then I move on. At first I bought a couple of things. Now I never. Almost never, anyway. But today, while perusing one of my sites, I found this label:

spiritual gangster

Now, I think this may be my true self/sign/icon/avatar? Because: I am a poet, and I have a thing about religion, yea, even the religion of my foremothers/fathers, and thus I am spiritual, maybe. And also, (b), I am tough and I am street, son, and I would totally flourish with that one badass ring.

But I ask you:

give love (in black)

is this gangster?

For that matter, is it spiritual? (or style, even?)

about spiritual gangster

I think I don't know what gangster means. Or for that matter spiritual.

1 comment:

  1. I see you as a spiritual gangster. Yep. Giving Love, Buddha heads and all.



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