The best fiction
Is the writing that wanders through you
Until you believe that it is real
My life is fabric
And I hem and sew and weave it
Creating an intricate garment
Sometimes it looks like its source
But occasionally it transforms into a completely independent entity
Only the best seamstresses can produce
An original work of art
The world is yet to how how good I really am
So read these poems with suspicion
Search for laundry tags
And don't expect that these poems were made in China.
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