Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around, Around.
Over and Over, Around and Around.
So pink, I feel like I am twisting a ball of brain.
Each little stand is a thought.
I wonder what it is thinking. Over and Over, Around and Arou-
a tangle the brain, a big one.
A huge one, in fact.
What did I do wrong?
I loop the thoughts in and around each other.
Over, under, over, over, and around.
So many times so many loops.
But then
finally
after my moments
of parish
I finish my
ball
of
yarn.
I like how you wonder what the yarn is thinking. Probably something like " ."
ReplyDeleteI like how you wonder what the yarn is thinking. Probably something like " ."
ReplyDeleteOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH i really like how it ends up to be A BALL OF YARN!
ReplyDeleteI like how it was arranged into a poem. It's really cool that it was actually a ball of yarn!
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