when was it exactly that you lost the thread
dropped a stitch or two
can you unravel it back to a time
can you find your place again
take it all apart
rip the seams
remake the beginning
how do you pull at the hems
decide to start over
what happens if
there is no one left to spin the yarn
how do you know if
you can make something
from the


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About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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