Eulogy

Posted: February 14, 2011 in Poetry

We are gathered here today
witnessing the death of the hipster.
We will not miss the mustaches
nor the oversized chin beards.
Tears will not be shed
over a sudden dip
in the population of
fixed-gear bicycles.
The chunky black-framed glasses
of countless Buddy Holly impersonators
will be tossed into the graves
of those plaid-wearing trendfuckers
with gauge-pierced ears and an
endless knowledge of musicians
too cool to be famous.
Those who don’t bow down
to the mass media and their
agents of conformity,
those unique motherfuckers
with their silver spoons.
I can’t help but notice as
they glorify the individual
that I can’t tell a single one
apart from all the rest.

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