Crimson Fibers


“I like to imagine
love can pull your essence like red thread
through the cold needle of my life now
without you.”
– Rachel Jamison Webster



There’s a fickle thread

that connects us


It’s crimson

just like our hearts

like these strokes that

mar our skin


It brandishes us


Patches on

unpleasant memories

misconstrued amour


It hurts us

these words

they taunt us

torment you and I, darling


Yet I always come back






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