Posted by: Postordinandy | August 29, 2012

Threads

I am the loose thread.

Sometimes visible, sometimes simply felt.

 

An irritant, itching and insisting on disrupting the perfection you seek.

A distraction, tickling and giggling at your skin.

I am a reminder of the life lived by the garment,

I emerge because it is much used and loved.

 

I attract and fascinate,

annoy and disappoint,

I am impossible to ignore, your hands reach and pull, play, persist.

 

Tuck me in, and I will eventually be free again.

Cut me off and others will follow.

 

I am the loose thread.

I am not escaping, just exploring.

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