Neddle Thread

Tie your tether on (the knot keeps slipping out)

Eyes wide, breathe deep, blood flow, push through

Expand to keep, contract & rue

Pools round your feet, eyes with circles



You were a sweet pursuit held fast with city roots

Neglected by the chute, our gaze is rendered mute



Feel a tender warmth & numbness

Blissfully detached from all this

Noise & dust from absent makers

Made beds to sleep with forsakers



These words are not mine, I just put them in a line

& hang them down like vines, all letters dry with time

Use them for little white lies, clearer in sheltered sighs

With clumsy hopeful tries, they help make you your size



Thanks to razvan