Clothes on the drying rack
Hang heavy like a crime scene
Their stories suspended
In a thick, moist air.
Form flattened to shape
Fabric- a changeable skin?
And patterns- a world of whimsy?
A way to keep up appearances…

Whom do these belong to?
Who belongs to them?
Who made them?
For whom were they made?
Faceless, nameless…
A sea of people…a sea of feeling
All designed, arranged and dressed
By fashion.