Red Threads

On the dirty kitchen floor

Laid untouched, black and white

Patterns on the surface

Pinned down on the cold tiles

Armed with scissors

Cut them out

And stitch them back together

And pin them down again

Rip the lace

Patch them up, black and white

And sew them up anew

Get the scissors again

Red threads run across the surface

Redder still

More red

Until it covers the table

Unpick the red

Unpick them

Onto the cold tiles again

Scissors in hand

I will come back to them

Red threads will be added

Fresh red once more

Over and over and over

Until they are my perfect creation

Written by me on the 18th of January 2026. I wrote this out of frustration with my (lack of) progress with a skirt that I was making. That's all lol.