Different Cloth

I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest. - Thoreau

hung with string

suspended with rope

i loved you in silk

you left me in cotton

tie-died

threadbare and frayed

these vulcanized feelings

fashionless gall and turned up cuffs

raw, overstitched edges of essence

torn seams

flame retardant perdition

tailored by emotion

little did i know

less is more

Author's Note

"No man ever stood the lower in my estimation for having a patch in his clothes; yet I am sure that there is greater anxiety, commonly, to have fashionable, or at least clean and unpatched clothes, than to have a sound conscience.” - Thoreau