Wist

A little wisp
Of wist
Floated past

whistling through
little holes
the heart had never known
a thread
through the eye of the needle

Stringing together
the weapons shiny
Glinting, hinting
A stitch in time
unravelling nine

Wist on wind
it left as it came
leaving
itself behind.

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