Sunday, November 29, 2015

threadless

i dream of being
threadless
instead of threadbare.
seamless.
without origin.
without destination.
nearly invisible.
frequently moved by the wind.

sometimes
(most times)
i feel i'm missing.
missing a pattern.
missing a form.
missing.
just missing.
is that freedom
or
is that forlorn?

maybe
i want to be
a thread instead.
something 
to stitch together
someone else.
something
to help repair.
something
useful.
something
needed.

oh to be needed.

i feel i am
unraveling.
slowly unwinding.
subtly detangling.
my threads in sight:
leaving me uprooted,
ripping me apart.
shreds of threads.
threadbare.

dreaming of being
threadless.