You look smart, dark grey trousers
that you insist are black
and a new light blue shirt,
the kind that is pinned up in the package,
under your blue jacket that you think is grey.
We manage to find a tie with a Paisley design
somewhere in a box with other old stuff.
Minutes before you leave to catch the ferry
I discover a remaining pin on your shirt,
just above your fly.
While you are being politically important
I smile, feeling almost important too
as the woman that noticed the pin