Debonair (A Poem)
I wear slacks almost never
I bought a pair of slacks
and when I put them on
someone I am very close to
(or is it “to whom I am very close”?)
had an instant, visceral reaction.
“They’re not flattering,” said this unnamed person whom I know quite well.
They’re not?! One day, she’ll see!
These slacks remain in my closet
because I believe in them
Their day will come
And then the world
will see the genius in my slack trousers.