by Denver Butson
this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I’m afraid
I might kill myself
if I don’t wear ityou’ve been wearing it
every day since we met
he saidand these are my arson gloves
so you don’t set fire to something?he asked
exactly
and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery bootsI’d like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?and today she said I’m wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don’t get any ideasand she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door