Sartorial Oasis

I dress up every Sunday,

but only in my mind

My coat and tie in tattered shreds,

the past and future bind

 

To celebrate in peasant rags,

as memory dances free

Imagining in formal garb

—what only I can see

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)

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