Strings By Anonymous

Strings

Poor forgotten strings

laid upon the floor between the bedroom and the door,

in loops and rings

How long have they lain there?

Derelict of all care

The cat's sometime joy when without other toys

Unused and bare

Strings

Misbegotten strings

Sewn to your soul by happenstance or fate,

such hateful things

Waiting for right hands,

for dictates and demands

To lift in the air and take up your despair

those were the plans

Strings

Old and rotten strings

Eaten by insects and ignored by mice,

oh how it stings

So when they are woken,

pulled taut then broken

Your heart set to pound as you leave the ground

Because I have spoken

Strings

Thrice belov-ed strings

Holding you high between ground and sky,

such as love brings

Strings