UntuitionHard to follow


With each little thread I pull
It hurts to pull that string
When you close your eyes sometimes
It makes me wonder
About you, you fragile thing

To roll around, pull you apart
Like a silly ball of yarn

Can I push, can I crush
Or douse with flame or water
You let no light inside
But thin shell barely hidden

I’ll put my weight on this.

I don’t know what the weather is
Inside that sphere opaque
Its contents must be shameful then.

I’ll leave it intact when
It’s for someone else to break