Aeris Kairos

BUTTONHOLES

Tucked laces, chest
visible, threads
entwining
stringed figures

The flax yields
with its fibers
unearthed
wild at first, then
tamed by the maiden’s
adept hands coiling
past
the moonlit hour

Ropes to round
Ropes to tie
Ropes to tie and twist tight

Ropes to push
the chair she climbed

Ropes to pull
her dangling neck
high

None will see
what her spindle unfolds

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