i left
my overcoat behind
plush-colored or khaki
whichever i would have chosen
had i remembered
that it’s starting to get cold
again.
my
fingers slightly swollen
i walked on admiring the new fashions of coating
wondering how long
i had left to be without
cover
still, to strangers and friends
indisputably sane
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