Study In Still Life
Sharp and accusing they lie
entangled in pale blue strands
of abandoned creation.
Stitches knitted and purled
into half finished shape.
Dropped and forgotten in the
fevered panic of blood and blue lights
that carried you away.
Still life of wool and needles,
Caught in a moment,
to remain forever,
Unfinished
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