Just when I’m beginning to get it
everything seems to unravel
like one of those trick knots;
you pull the string and it comes apart in your hands?
You pull the string and I come apart
(everything’s a trick in your hands);
just when it seems I’m beginning to get it
I’m not, and I unravel.
Just… you’re not everything!
I get it; your trick seems to unravel
when I pull the string...
and you’re beginning to come apart in my hands.
Author notes
Another twisty phrase piece that wouldn't stop playing in my head this morning. Hopefully this has exorcized the demon...
Written January 28th, 2005
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Yup!
I love the gift of your sharing who and where you are.......
How wonderful to be mirrored in such a way!
You express the dialog and the tantra beautifully
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Thanks for your kind comment, Hawoe!
Lilac Moon -
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Hey this is a good poem!! I can relate to it and I love how you show yourslef as a knot. That's cool.

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