the overdue suit

i take

the tuxedo out of the closet.

a rental.

it's seven years old,

covered in dust

and dried cake icing,

a moth

or two

may have bitten through

the sleeve

and collar.

there's rice in the pockets.

i can't imagine

what

the charges might be for

returning it so late.

i put it in

the basket along with

all the overdue

books from the library.

circa 2008.