The Night of Joy

November 15, 2007

It’s the Night of Joy when
you emerge from the closet in
a handsome suit of self
plucking promises from the
eternal instant like pills
from your lapel
the weightless lint wafting
onto my eyelashes that bat
in disbelief as you laugh
and take off the suit
and put on the suit
wrapping me up in the empty
sleeves of its jacket

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