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He called me seamless,

As if he could not see

The loose threads on my life

In knotted disarray.



After all,

My life is the accumulation

Of more and more tangles

Because I can’t undo my mistakes.

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Forgive my second intrusion. Your poem inspired one of my own . . .


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Excellent use of metaphor.


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