Lost my shirt
Walking to the high school
on Odell
Which at first seemed empty
Like it was not a school day
Stopped for breakfast
Smoked a joint, unlike me
Odell turned into a grand old downtown Boston shopping street near the State House
Saw a fancy store to buy a shirt
But could only enter from the second floor
Above the sales operation
Stopped in a fancy auditorium
Sat next to a brown businesswoman I knew from television
Told her I literally lost my shirt
She asked had I ever gone without it before
I said yes when it’s hot, but not for the whole day