the shirt you gave me is compostable

Over 15 years ago,

      my 20th birthday,

   a gift,

           100% cotton.

                I still wear it a ton.

That's a difference;

        Between You and I.

   I find something;

            I keep something

        till it's worn out and raw.

Even then, press out it's juice,

    embedded, even tredded,

      drink it into my veins.

     Weave the molecules 

          throughout my cells

our fibers, our weft, our cleft,

till I am a car, with too many

      aftermarket parts

            only a vin number

  could set me apart.