the wool cuddles the curves of her ring finger...
deep waves of amnesty flow threw the stitches...
so neatly placed, spaced out perfectly.....
seamless her eyes shoot....like there marriage she thinks.....
the needle slips and pricks the cocky clean....
the wool is dark like the specks of vanity alive in her eyes......
so perfect still....
the needle is back at work...
bobbing and weaving its way toward the wrinkles it puts in place...
she and her wool are one....
mending and bending it to place....her hands smoother the wools mouth
....gasping for air....
the beloved diamond drops.....the needle stops.....her eyes are cold....i
let the wool drop deep ..UN finished it lies next to her.....she and the
wool are one.....she told me so before i choked the last wrinkle
stiff......ill put it away safe, never to be finished....
wow....some one gets this right??.......the title is step-mom.....i feel
stepped on by her, so wow!....i meshed the 2...step (on me) mom....get it??
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