For Lily

A day took forever.
Boredom looked chic.
The gesture you made to yawn
was reviewed for its sophistication.

Powerlessness too had to limit itself
to elegant little fits down on the floor
keeping in mind the position of your little pinky.

Nothing happened. Labor
was wiping your forehead
thinking about it.

And when there was talk about emancipation
It was all about in what dress 
you would emancipate in
and with which gentleman.