Moira

Sitting in darkness I must weave
Undo the ties
I have no sight but I can see
Repay the toll
Clearly

Weave the first thread
Turbid eyes
Woven, cut, and furled
Ourobori

Drape, fold, de-crease our life-plane
You tar the ends to make the knot non-yielding
The tie that runs amongst our lifelines
A fate is sealed, annealed, and weaned with contempt

Pull of a thread on my skin to face the yearning
The next turn in an endless daunting journey

My mind is as cloudy as my eyes
Unraveled once again
Starting anew, undo the ties
Coiled up, no end
incise

And the circling thoughts
About to crush my skull
Those recurring thoughts
Create abyssal lull

Fractal memories
Mental plaid
The seams come apart

The tie that runs amongst our lifelines
A fate is sealed, annealed, and weaned with contempt

Far from the gates
Almost there
So far away
Closing in
To fade away