Saturday, March 10, 2018


Our world is woven,
A ravenous narrative
Knit into artifice.
One thread pulled unravels it.

A hole in the world.
I’ve tried picking this story
Out of its background but can’t
Tease entwined characters free.

Sometimes, I start with a seed,
Sometimes a gap in the air,
Any weird thing to disrupt
Probability. I’m not

Ever likely to succeed.
Why pluck my sleeve? I forget.

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