Poemy thing

[bluecurlystraw]

It needs a better title I think.

Visitation

Entering the house
I slip on the enormous, stifling coat.
The familiar weight
settles on my shoulders.

Rough, heavy wool
which has always warmed me,
but was never really my style.
A gift you gave me so young,
I wear now to please you.

Each year it grows more threadbare,
more leaden.
Still I clutch it tight
to tangle

Comments

[ice_hesitant]

What will you say
when next I come
wearing nothing at all?

Va-va-voom!? ;)

[bluecurlystraw]

Yeah, I need to change that last line as well.