you can’t leave your baggage because there is a sinew connected to your gut scrawling your place in cursive and as the wound heals the sinew contracts and drags the canvas through dust and dirt to your spine
it’s november and your ripped jean pockets make me want to hold on but the threads are loose and i can’t tell if the spindle that can make the thread to sew them together is wraveling or unwraveling
Reed Fowler 