A Single Thread Unraveling

by Mark Katrinak

No one noticed a single thread unraveling,

and now she’s little left to wear or share.

Several spools are emptied of their thread,

she doesn’t have a clue of where her mind

begins nor ends, she feels the need to sew

and stitch, she doesn’t want to fall apart. 

Buttons pop loose, a strap is torn away.

Inside the intellect, the many that she is

offers conflicting testimony on the stand.

There isn’t a jury or a judge, but only her,

naked, alone. And no one ever cared

to notice threads that kept unraveling.

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Mark Katrinak has a chapbook, “Blue Meridian,” forthcoming from Kelsay Books. He has had poems published in Bayou, Southwestern American Literature, Schuylkill Valley Journal, Lullwater Review, Pinyon, The Opiate, Pensive, Poetry for Mental Health, and other literary publications. Originally from Cleveland, Ohio, Mark is now a resident of Golden Valley, AZ. When not working for a mental health agency, he enjoys birds, cats, fine wine, and spending time with his family.