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James Matthew Coleman

Tailored Sin

I saw you first
In a famous Blue Dress
A souvenir I took
And have kept ever since
You called me out
And you’re still calling
Every day
Our play
Evolving
I took and took
And still I’m taking
Every offer
Never refraining
So lets call a truce
Between you and I
Because I won’t let you win
And I will always try.
 
—For 20 years
I’ve put on your Neck Knife Tie
And Three Piece Bruise Suit.
—For 20 years
I’ve worn a pleasure fit for two.
And now,
—I have more important things to do.

(2013)

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