a string, i call him
not strong
not thick
not even sturdy
with every strum,
i stumble upon
with every shake,
i start to flake
as i walk through
between yes and no,
as i pass through
over stop and go,
determined
to slit,
to cut,
or even to chop
whichever you choose
i'm gonna let you loose
no more twines,
of yours and mine
no more strands,
of ifs and buts
finally,
firm and settled
to be free
and untangled.
random.