Treasure Island

Shania K. Younce

(4-18-1996 / I can´t remember.)

'Inward Outward'


Being inward outward.
Thine own spool of thread.
Thy know not what a colour to use upon thy color red.
I strangely fulfilled the colored thread choosing not thine-self.
Thine-self being hasty in thread of thy-self.
Thy-self being spread as thread.
Me finding thread upon a laying table.
My being of thread.
My-self set upon thread sought not thy eyes.
Yall thread chairs to be worn satin.
Ye find it profound the thread of light.
You to me thread let shone.
Being inward outward.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

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