A Shawl

1200px-Tilt-A-Whirl_in_Saskatchewan

 

My world’s abraded,

Worn thin, roughly patched.

I’m often unsure what

I do; and, when I stand,

The ground bends and slides

Like a slow-motion

Tilt-a-Whirl

At a country fair.

 

To find a balance,

I write into the tatters,

To the frayed coherences,

Desperately spinning

New tales to old

As a balm against the cold.

 

(January 22, 2018)

 

 

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