CLOTH

Of the same cloth
Wrath and warp
Cross stitch and hemming
Button holes unhinged
Basting remembered
Onto a pattern that
Weaves into the notion
Of independent right
Cross stitch the banner
Smoke dope
Eat challah in the middle of the night
Weft and warp
Take care of the loom
Beware of the pick
Single threads lead an army
To judicious beginning
Zippers are meant to
Openness not anger
Weaving is lonesome
Until it clothes a stranger