13 Dec 2015 – Expectations

Out on the catwalk,
every thread falls into place –
so spotlights tell us.

Those expectations
steal the grace we have to laugh
at thrift store seconds.

Stop picking stitches.
Life itself unravels us
without assistance.

Wear imperfections
like a charm that wards away
impulsive darkness.

Drink drafts of laughter,
sending back the hemlock cup
of frayed illusions.