Gold Thread

with a full moon waxing
between the constellation estoppel
and acquiescent stink

i pluck a threaded needle in and out ‘the miniscule
chain links of yak yarn at the seam
where shoulder meets arm

without notice, the unraveling begins
pulls down drizzling weight through sloped yoke
weariness atop the first snow crunch

i remember the pissed cursive yellow loops written in snow
by guys in hope of sex & cheap whisky, their thick urine
steamed its way to earth before they zipped up

before swerving into connections and tight curves
cars wrapped ‘round trees, windshields explode
fragments - smells pummeled like hail

rain drips between strobing light bars on cop cars
toggle clicks in concert
with squelched commands, data, names

i have this one mizzling day
to dig for looping roots
the color of gold piss

Sundress Best of the Net Nominee, Suzanne S. Rancourt, is of Abenaki/Huron descent. Author of Billboard in the Clouds, Northwestern UP, received the Native Writers’ Circle of the Americas First Book Award, and murmurs at the gate, Unsolicited Press, released in 2019. Old Stones, New Roads, Main Street Rag Publishing, is forthcoming Spring 2021. She is a USMC and Army Veteran who holds degrees in psychology, writing and expressive arts therapy. Suzanne is widely published. Please visit her website for a complete publication list: www.expressive-arts.com