Tattered

Tattered

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

Woven with sharp
hollow bone
by soft, supple hands

With woolen eyes
carefully placing
each stitch

What was once durable
now lies threadbare;
its edges frayed in open mutiny

It is a wonder
I am still here

© 2018 Gaia Octavia


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It is wonderful to see your still breathing. This exhalation is interesting in its imagery, the play between subject, object, and agency I find a tasty display.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Gaia Octavia

6 Years Ago

Yes, I've been in a bit of a funk so I haven't been inspired to write much but ty for ur review. Thi.. read more

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Added on January 26, 2018
Last Updated on January 27, 2018
Tags: Poetry, life, tired, thoughts

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A Poem by Gaia Octavia