The client wanted clothes that shifted shape
Not just to her body but to her dreams
If your dress is a story
She would reveal her entire life
First she settled for the simple
Grey couture coats, shirred skirts
But then came her burning black bustier
That night she did so much with so little
Hang gliding Mount Shasta
Her emerald jumpsuit rose so high
She began teaching birds to fly
Stories of her vogues became myths
People thought her clothes life-operas
She could not sleep nor eat
If she might see their ecstatic eyes
Yet as her private life lost fire
She asked us to provide new plots
Dream fashions others must see
Fashioned dreams she would try to be
What we AIs advise she now lives
Loves
Her life defined by frocks
Bags and shoes – she adores pistol heels
They only shoot blanks; mere accessories
Her request when she dies
She and her clothes turn fully AI
Wearing all her past and future lives
We can do the same for you
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