Poetry

unravelling

Bit by bit,
layer by layer,
You undo me.

Each level
winding upwards
cascading downwards
to the very core
of me.

a gentle tug,
steady pulling,
peeling back,
removing.

I watch this
messy unravelling,
each knot of hesitation
a pause,
the gentle precision
the tangle released.

The undoing,
unravelling.
Each threadbare piece
reveals that which is 
becoming real
that which cannot be
undone.
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