HIS UNDOING

In the arms of 
the Seamstress
he came 
undone.
His starched
collar,
in need of
stiffening,
he abandoned
himself
to her
ministrations
while
she
unpicked 
his
selvage edges,
relieving his tension,
all the while
gathering
his stitches
to weave
into her
counterpane
made
entirely
of his
remnants.