Today

Today

Careless words, like scissors through silk,

Cut an ugly pattern.

Not meant for me, but still

Meant for others who didn’t deserve them.

I laughed along so no one would notice

The painful needles of guilt threading their way through me

Like so many stitches, fashioning an inelegant garment

Worn by so many.

I silently vowed to don different clothes

Tomorrow.

needle and thread

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