Our days are ever-developing patterns
Of activity, of attention
Of thought, of belief
Of hope, of feeling
Of organization, of comfort
Of sustenance, of communication
Of staying connected
And of togetherness.
Humanity is the art
That emerges from
Intelligent Design.
Clothes on the drying rack
Hang heavy like a crime scene
Their stories suspended
In a thick, moist air.
Form flattened to shape
Fabric- a changeable skin?
And patterns- a world of whimsy?
A way to keep up appearances…
Whom do these belong to?
Who belongs to them?
Who made them?
For whom were they made?
Faceless, nameless…
A sea of people…a sea of feeling
All designed, arranged and dressed
By fashion.
Wit. Wisdom. Wonder... 