The Ragged Coat

I wear a ragged coat
Sewed of shapes of all the states--
From the granite littlest
To the frozen giant.

Great Lakes the silver collar are
And cool me when I'm riled;
Stars stitched round heart and hem
Shine a ragged anthem.

I stir into a battered melting pot
What scraps I scrape;
At midnight dance beneath
The moon's wormeaten face.