a suit that goes bathing,
a suit that’s so spare,
a triangle of sparkles,
it covers a square …
a suit that costs hundreds,
a suit nipple small,
a fraction of fabric,
it makes my skin crawl …
a suit that worships,
a suit that bows down,
a prayer to religion,
it’s sun wears the crown …
a suit that meows,
a suit with desire,
a just next to nothing,
it catches on fire …
a suit is a signal,
a suit for the eye,
a nation of naturals,
it’s begging to fly …
a suit fills my plate,
a suit menu rave,
a smorgasbord all summer,
it’s dinner time! … wave! …
©2005 Samuel Saint Thomas