Fabric
Intertwined but the thread loosens.
Do you still feel connected?
Drifting slowly into pieces.
Fabric shredded, work of art.
Seams untangle in the start.
Have you not felt this?
Turning twisted opposite directions.
Fragmented linen, holes unsightly.
This dreary separation strikes nightly.
Can you save this?
Complacent attire, routine rags.
Still my favorite sweater.
Copyright © Amber Dollmann | Year Posted 2025
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