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intergalactic231 — string theory
Published: 2010-05-17 17:48:38 +0000 UTC; Views: 303; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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i am a spool of thread:all wrapped up, coiled tightly against
myself.
No control; pulled by a needle,
plunged this way and that.
Fate spinning her eternal tapestry plucks my heart
Flammable cotton ignites,
yielding to the flame's harsh tongue.
Consumed by the nothing that is all powerful.
Spinning, round and round,
running out to the end.
My soul is naught but
fragile black plastic,
scored on the edges and
hollow on the inside.
weave me i exist only for your greater purpose
I am the string hiding in little boys' pockets,
the clothes that softly caress your flesh.
sinew and bone
thread and needle
(soft is defined by hard)
I am a spool of thread:
simple,
holding on to buttons and hems,
keeping things together
while hoping i dont unravel.
