Rhythm

Rhythm.
Click clack click.
On off up down turn.
“Knit purl slip purl knit” is Making.
Frick a stick slipped! Sloppy sliding, twisting stitches, passes fumbled,
Dance steps muddled. Missed, but not yet lost: heartbeat rhythm.
My pulse saves me; my beats guide me
Back to packing each stitch smoothly
Knit purl purl knit
… and slipped.

By Samantha

~ by retrogradesonnet on March 22, 2008.