Poetic timid

The Greek Essence Dress

Occupied with the quintessential beauty
of an ancient, Apollonian cloth roll
found sealed in a plain thick-necked amphora
beneath Parthenon Sanctum,
a hundred generosexual fashion tailors
have been sewing
- for many months of a long year -
among benevolent deliria and others
between two repeated ambiguous beige daydreams.

One-use needles
Parisian silk thread

On due day a hundred vertical folds on a sleeveless gown,
an olive wreath
many weedy wood climbing laces,
for the contestant's after-win feast.

A she-male is wearing history tonight
in the hope of passing a female self over
-through a metaphysical menstrual tunnel-
to the opposite shore,
where tailors are women,
tales are gender-balanced
and dog tails are between legs.


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