Knitting

Knitting
by Bree
Thank you all for the lint
You sweetened the sweater
With your talk cadence
The hair suit you sent clings
To me, just like singing
To a brick-alley way
does;
So syrupy the way this
Fray does,
What it is told and
On time,
too.
I think my last words
The way out will ring
Something
good
Said thru a thick assed
Scarf yo’ momma made.
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The opening stanza to the Beegees “Tragedy” popped into my mind after reading this. Not sure why. Weaves seamlessly in my mind though. Interesting poem.