THE OVERCOAT

I hang dormant 

in the cave of your closet.

I am a beast

waiting for the season

to wake me.

For you to

finally have

a need for me,

my girth and length.

Climb into me 

like a lover. Let me

surround you,

the whole of you,

like a lover,

so you become the man

you are meant to be.

Wear me like a king’s cloak.

Winter is coming.

Together we will

stand fortified

against the besieging storms.

Claim your kingdom

and the gold inside

one jeweled button at a time.