Scarecrow

You stitched yourself a world

of patchwork panels

hanging crooked from one another.

A cobbled mess of this and that,

the tension off in the needlework,

thread fraying loose in places.

One stray breath would rip asunder everything.

Yet still,

you held it out.

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5 Comments

  1. You held it out, what else can one do? You gotta breathe. Interesting though, a scarecrow is not authentic, put out as a mere approximation of the real deal, and as you beautifully paint, a cobbler patchwork. Maybe the authentic self is actually less vulnerable, even though it’s purpose is to attract rather than repel? Vera nice poem.

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