“Is that the only top you’ve got?”
“You know it isn’t.
Do I have anything I could wear
with your approval?”
“Wear anything you please.
That makes you look like you work
in a zoo.”
What you think about me
is none of my business.
I know, though, it’s not about me,
not that you want me to look good,
nothing to boost my self-esteem.
It’s all about you – and me
as your extension.
Maybe you just don’t want
people to think you could
even possibly belong
in a zoo.