remembrancy

i have been gathering raw fabrics
sweatslick dancefloor captured
in flashing photo light and
trophies tagged and perused;
a lock forgotten on the car door
left open like i left myself,
the autumn freeze and hallow's
bond calm, deadening

memory of the slant of your neck
a life paved like smooth cobblestones
curtains made of paisley,
dark light's filter hardens and breaks me again.

will i flex now, folding into sheets
the frankenlike monster covering me
rough stitchseams held by the thread faded yellow
feverish in the lamplight i'll sew swathes to my skin
dip the needle, hot, into my bones until the body
itself clings with no strain.

i cannot--do not want to--take back what i have done.
and you, for scattering me like all the rest, become another part of the tapestry.