The loom on which
I weave
these threads
is more foreboding
than machinery

These fibers
neither silken
nor wool,
from misadventures,
and inner unraveling

(Written for Sammi’s Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt #60: Weave)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

8 thoughts on “Fabricated”

  1. Perfect image for our inner mechanism that re-weaves tales of “misadventures, miscommunications and inner unraveling.” Love how you used the verb “cottoned.” Beautifully woven word-strings. ❤

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