These Things I Love

By candi

Big Tangly Mess

I wove, and then tangled
Deception, never my intent.
Like a widow webber webbing,
My trappings, wisely spent.

Over and under
Through and around
Knitting and knotting
The yoke tightly bound

With sturdy thread
The web I spun
Now tangled it is left.....


I can't for the life of me figure how to end this blasted thing... any suggestions?

I'm open?



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