It wasn’t out of
pretense that one thought to put them on –
one had no showy wish to
claim one had been born
to wear that hue. Could
anyone with any moral self-
regard imagine sneaking
in to seek the secret shelf
that some outré aristocrat kept guiltily for his silk
underwear –
and steal it? Ah, but
there was something more alive and rare –
how one could feel it! – bared as one prepared for the decision
to engender this display. One made it with
precision.
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