visitor

uninvited. a hand
threading through thousands of
tightly knitted thoughts
rips apart holes open their mouths
yarn frayed
pattern unmade to
utter dismay,
saw it coming
(blurred figures and
no choice but to endure the
uninvited).
strings came undone,
felt uncovered (cool breeze
touching my skin--
but i felt ice,
it bit me everywhere
slits slicing open from
the cutting air),
didn’t know what
to do,
even if it happens so
often, so uninvited.
sit still and shiver,
shame shackling me to
my beady-eyed stare
into space
unending;
i wait
for it to pass
before i pull out pieces of
old cloth to patch the holes
i have made.