The pattern repeats,
it goes on and on stretching back
as far as the eye can see,
as far back as memory can recall.
But what is this? A stitch
in the cloth has come undone
and someone is pulling it.
It’s both threatening
and comforting,
the pattern which has clothed the emperor
is now unravelling
and truth is emerging – naked
right there before you
should you wish to accept it
copyright Francis Barker 2019
