Indecisive Ringlets

Pulling on my thread,
Thrusting the door closed.

I don't know what motion to keep constant.
I don't know what words are not wasted.

I can't wait on you forever, but I don't want to walk away.
I can't wait on you forever, but your choice is made not to stay.

Cutting off the thread.
Locking the damaged door.

Walk in or walk out,
I will no longer revolve.

I will no longer stand.
Patience bleeds like pulsing arteries.
You have cut out too much, in your own open surgery.

The rain is falling for you.
In it's million different patterns, for you.

Welcome the overcast.