Torn fabric
         threads scattered       to        the          wind
                    reaching out for others
                                 finding


                                                       nothing.

               but reaching

Reaching should be enough
           to overcome deep cuts
                        but it’s not anymore.

         Once we were confidently clothed,
                      but deep cuts make
                                                                    
                                                                    torn

                                                                                              Fabric

          and we are made naked and anxious
                    holding rags
                               acting like that’s going to
                                                                            keep
                                                                                   us
                                                                                     together