knitting is like bunnies,
she says, because you think it's quiet
but when you listen closely--
little noises
i am marveling
at how this methodical needleclink
somehow elides tedium. i can't help but wonder
who discovered this
and whether or not their first finished product looked
like a soggy stalk of giant asparagus draped
over their shoulders, a vestigial twist
of limp crepe paper streamer
days after the last party guest stumbles home
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I'M QUOTED IN A POEM!!!!
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