The Moirae

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about the Fates; not in order of how they accomplish things though. I like to think they were having an argument one day over tea- because of course the Fates would love tea.

Comments and critique is welcomed and encouraged, as always =)

Submitted: November 10, 2008

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stretch a stitch, snap the thread
cut the rope and see him dead.
pull the pieces one, two, three
let's unravel the bourgeoisie.

revolting eye, tainted grace
paint the glass and leave no trace.
hide the scissors four, five, six
let's send no more to River Styx.

check the cards, carry the fate
do the deed and hold no weight.
stay your hand seven, eight, nine
let's not undo and redesign.


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