My Dress

My palm sweats tsunamis
as she leads us off the transport.
“There’s a seating problem.”

She shows us the door
outside which armed guards
have arrived. “What have we..?

A guard raises his hand,

“Please, Sir, please understand
we do not do this lightly.
A person on the transport
said you spoke the language
of suspicion, and dressed
as you are you must recognise
we had no other alternative.
I could ask you to remove
your attire, but common sense
dictates you have not thought
to bring a change of clothes,
So you may leave the area
now and no more be said.”

We worked our way to a taxi.
I was shocked. I did not realise
the ban was on suit and tie.

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