The Subtlety of Patterns, Mike Cluff

I will wear
my grey thin pinstripe suit,
long-sleeved white dress shirt,
blue with white pinpoint dotted tie,
and trademark,

only when dressed up,

brown wingtip shoes,
at my important
interview,

and the job
will be mine
as I knew,
in myself,
that it would
be.

I always trap
me
inside these prisons,
these fabrics
that  fit my physique
too well
too nicely


too limiting


as my mind
soul,
screamingly
sadistically
cruelly
truthfully
says
later
and during.