Sunday, September 23, 2007

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I am threadbare

light filters through

the worn weave.


Frayed

strands hang exposed

parting.

No patch
seamless
the way mum would sew

shut

the holes.

4 comments:

burning moon said...

yeah, and the same goes for this. a very nice, lean observation, and threadbare structure too. cool


moon

Chris Never said...

Well thankyou Moonmaid *beaming smile*


I am becoming the spartan poet lol

I will lose my verbosity and write poems of ten words or less...

ewwww, maybe not, then I might accidently write a Haiku lol

blahh.....

Sandy said...

This is a little different than your usual fare...a "skinny" write but chocked full of meaning. Nicely written.

Chris Never said...

Thanks Sandy, it is different for me, but I am quite partial to the style *smile*