Unravel not Faded

by: Connor Foley

the tethers tear off to no longer hold me 

                                               my soles leave with my toes 

                                                                                                    the bones keeping shape fold 

                                          skin unspools off a fleeting form 

restraints I can’t recognize 
                                                                                    what textures I feel split without limit 
                                                                      
              
lighter than a single brush thread 

                                                                                             nothing unnerves me as I stretch
 
                                           into an upsurge to skies over my roof 

  
there is no way to see, but the air through me speaks volumes 
            
  
  
                                 all figures     flora                and fauna stir through the spaces I fill 
  
  
                                        my pipes vibrate whistles on chords 

                                 I give out all my echo, a wisp                     something now unwoven 
  
  
an uncanny ubiquity 
  
                                                reaching faintly       
                             
                                                                                               for the place where I can’t walk 
  
  
                                I have no hold, but my embrace stretches to a hundred ends