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Description
Crumpled and cornered,
its drawstrings splay out in surrender:
facing abject misery with hollow arms.
Crossed fingers delve the mess,
plying the folds and stumbling through
tangled shreds of pockmarked fabric;
burrowed into the nubby depths,
they knead furrowed bumps and knots,
teased by dryers past.

The stench of softener and tears clings to
the unraveled sleeves, barren maws
that sag flaccidly at the mouth.
It soothes the devouring ache to feel;
as the dead cloth envelops my fingertips,
numb satisfaction cloaks the anger.

Imagining your frame billowing out, floating
through the garment, it explodes into life.
I drape my being across the expanse,
replacing air with flesh,
and letting my senses combust with deceitful joy
I'd forsake for just one hug from you.

Description
Crumpled and cornered,
its drawstrings splay out in surrender:
facing abject misery with hollow arms.
Crossed fingers delve the mess,
plying the folds and stumbling through
tangled shreds of pockmarked fabric;
burrowed into the nubby depths,
they knead furrowed bumps and knots,
teased by dryers past.

The stench of softener and tears clings to
the unraveled sleeves, barren maws
that sag flaccidly at the mouth.
It soothes the devouring ache to feel;
as the dead cloth envelops my fingertips,
numb satisfaction cloaks the anger.

Imagining your frame billowing out, floating
through the garment, it explodes into life.
I drape my being across the expanse,
replacing air with flesh,
and letting my senses combust with deceitful joy
I'd forsake for just one hug from you.