Frayed
Softness of skin,
But coarse on the edges—
Frayed along the hems like torn leather
Or thin cloth
Clinging to its final moments
Before being stripped of its unity
Cross-stitching fractured
Handwoven silk
Trailing upward along the arms
Pure white dancing in the warmth
Of the sun’s dull glow.
A spiral staircase; a mossy wall
Finishing at the crown of the shoulder blade
Where the jagged nature is executed
Complementary velvet encompasses
Wrapping its way along the neckline
Struggling for breath
Hardening its tender frame
As it reaches out
Curving into the delicate muslin of the hood
The gentle roughness skimming across fingertips
Resting atop of dishevelled hair
Running across the crack of where hairline meets forehead.
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