The needles of the mind knit and purl,
Purl and knit, reclothing marionettes
In yarns unravelled from a dusty barrel
Of shabby costumes. Out of ifs and buts
The needles recreate slipped loops and knots;
Tangled breath in the second act of speaking
Forgettable lines; A yarned-out filigree
Disordering time, clicking, ticking
With bad reviews, mish-mash, and debris.
Needles, drop your work and let me be!

What's done is done, and though you try forever,
You can't undo one knot beyond forgiving
Nor reblock a rigid form; and once over
Is too often for certain acts of living.