A Torn Piece of Fabric
Two patterns of fabric weaved together
Interlocking and Interlaced
Joined in union as one piece of cloth
Complete in color, texture, and functionality
These two fabrics were joyful and complete
Holding onto one another with bonds tight and strong
"What would I ever do without you?" One said to the other.
"Without you I am a single piece of fabric without a purpose or a function."
"This is true," said the other. "For without you I am flimsy and go without structure or support. I would surely fall upon myself and never be the same again."
Then on one fateful day
The two fabrics were pulled apart
Their bonds and binds broken by an unknown outside force
The division of the tear grew wider
Until the distance was so vast that they could not see one another
"Where have you gone?" They called out to each other. "I need you in order to be whole again!"
But neither could hear the other. The unknown outside force had created a distance too vast.
It was no use.
The two fabrics wept for many days,
Crying out for each other both day and night.
"Without you I am just a torn piece of fabric, floating with my torn strands brushing against the cold wind. Without you, I am incomplete and have lost all sense of function," They cried deep into the void, black night.
As they drifted in the wind,
Their distance growing greater by the day,
A Seamstress quickly readied her sewing needle and thread.
Copyright © Dylan Foss | Year Posted 2016
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