The Suit

The Suit


She said take it off slowly so I can
Master when it begins; I want to watch
How you work button by button through

Each skillful undertaking and so he moved
As if to include her but she would not touch
Or help with jacket or tie, determined

To solve from where he comes and also
To learn the color of how he can disappear
Into the sea of more and more

Black. She is tired of thinking
Further. This time everything off until the firmament
Shows up. Upon which she puts down the compass

Of her body to lie along the pressed
Cloth and slip into all that dark material
Each arm, wrist against each cuff to see how

It is done.

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