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the laundry, and took, in amicable
Sits bits unhitch!
The bow always strung ... will not do.
Big F took out a small box, unwrapped
White
Godiva, I unpeel --
Dead hands, dead stringencies.
Been stolen from Finn
Every Unwind believes in their heart of hearts that it won't happen to them - that their parents, no matter how strained things get, will be smart enough not to fall for the net ads, TV commercials, and billboards that say things like Unwinding: the sensible solution.
We wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die:
Where's the lace?Lace-- Nalini Singh
I laced my shoes with sorrow
and walked a weary road
dead end streets
don't come undone
with double knots
wing tipped shoes
that walk on air
through vacant lots
I'll be washed and ironed. I'll be washed and ironed and starched.
I sutured split infinitives and hoisted dangling modifiers and wore out the seam of my best flannel skirt.
this word needs to be reworded ==========
a flayed body untangled
string by string and hung
to the wall, an agonized banner
displayed for the same reason
flags are.
I'd dismembered it in my memories. I'd disremembered it.
I have been cut in two.Cut-- Anne Sexton
We are broken open, or we willfully shed.
And I twisted it wrong just to make it right
Had to leave myself behind
One is either packed or unpacked. There is no middle ground.
For tyme y-lost may not recovered be.
One moment unstuck other stuck!
He couldn't say the words, had spent too long in Silence, but he'd learned other ways to speak. Taking the paperweight she'd knocked off her desk out of his pocket, he put it in her hands. It's fixed. As long as you don't mind more than a few scars.
A man is never undone till he be hang'd.
This is what will remain unforgotten
Zapped while zipping.
WINDOW OPENED and the tied-together
Dr. Wintermute beheld Mrs. Pinchbeck befeathered, beribboned, crinolined, corseted, frizzled, and festooned, though not wasted.
Yield and you need not break. Bent, you can straighten. Emptied, you can hold. Torn, you can mend.
Armed I am with love. Disarmed I am.
A knot you are of damned bloodsuckers.
Beautifully wrapped. She reached for her tape, pulled the end - and got the sliver left on the roll.
Umbed by disappointment and betrayal, like a child who had been awakened suddenly from a summer dream about christmas morning.
The tree is stripped,
All color, fragrance gone,
Yet already on the bough,
Uncaring spring!
Undrape! you are not guilty to me, nor stale nor discarded,
I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no,
And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.
It is with a word as with an arrow
once let it loose and it does not return.
When great individuals move so marvelously along the straight and narrow path, it is unseemly of us to call attention to the fact that one of their shoelaces is untied as they make the journey.
Lonesome, no more!
Unthinkable clothing
By now I was utterly deprogrammed. I walked along naked usually, clothes being not only putrid but unnecessary. My skin had been baked a deep terra-cotta brown and was the constituency of harness leather. The sun no longer penetrated it. I retained my hat.
Unzip my body, take my heart out
A life like an intricately woven basket, frayed, worn, broken, unraveled, reworked, reknit from many of its original pieces ... Life can survive in the constant shadow of illness, and even rise to moments of rampant joy, but the shadow remains, and one has to make space for it.
A way a lone a last a loved a long the -
Gone? - gone? What means that little word? - What
A lean cheek, - a blue eye, and sunken, - an unquestionable spirit, - a beard neglected:- Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unhanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.
It was as though their life, thought Frances, were being mercilessly spooled back on to a reel; or as if, one by one, the stitches that had fastened them together were being unpicked.
It turned out that some crooked things looked even worse when straightened. Some tangled knots only made sense once unraveled.
He placed his hands to his belt buckle and undid it.
Just be careful, Red. This isn't a fairytale. No one will save you, if you decide to see how sharp the wolf's teeth really are.
Hold, or cut bowstrings.
You untangle a knot with slow teasing, not sharp pulling, and believe me we have here a knot such as I have never seen. But I will unpick it. I will.
screwed blued and tattooed
I don't know what this is for anyway. I mean, let me tell you what I'm never going to say to any human being, ever: 'I had hunting season off-suit in the pocket, but I've had kicker trouble with that hand often enough to fold it.
Unwinds exist in the constant shadow of betrayal.
I am tarred and feathered with Time.
Sorry, pigtails, but subtlety isn't an option anymore.
He fell like a marionette with the strings cut. Now!
In our unpacking process, we must own it before we can disown it! EL
I never saw you without a golf club tie.
I never saw you with a golf club.
I never saw you without yachting shoes.
I never saw you in a yacht.
Uh, no loose wire jokes, okay?
Our tribe unraveled like a coarse rope, frayed at either end as the old and new among us were taken.
Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers.
When you gentlemen come to stand at the Boundary between the Settl'd and the Unpossess'd, just about to enter the Deep Woods, you will recognize the Sensation ...
Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string?
I am shamed through all my nature to have lov'd so slight a thing.
You really are becoming unraveled without me.
Backward ran sentences until reeled the mind.
O time, thou must untangle this, not I.
It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.
All I have is broken.
Broken mends best.
closed behind Anne
rolled down. As I
Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie.
John Mathew
Howl for me. Come undone. I'll put you back together.
Love deeply grounded, hardly is dissembled.
Feelings are untidy ...
I will unbolt to you
This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.
Spring has past, summer has gone and winter is here. And the song that I meant to sing remains unsung. I have spent my days stringing and unstringing my instrument.
A boy is better unborn than untaught.
When I heard you cry I followed you, and saw you put down your handkerchief, screwed up, with its rage, with its hate, knotted in it.
Bent
like the branches of a tree
broken
like the pieces of my heart
cracked
like the seventeenth moon
shattered
like the glass in the window
the day we met
Call me old-fashioned, but whenever I see those wire-fortified ribbons, I have the secret stab of nostalgia for old-timey ribbon, the kind whose ends flop like spaniel ears. I'm suspicious of unnaturally perky ribbon.
Dearest Virgin - um, Oversexed Lassiter
Gone. Vanished. Nothing left. Nothing said.
You took my life apart and put it back together.
My words are the garment of what I shall never be
Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.
Utterly, irrevocably, lost
Hungry for breath
like a kite falling stray,
the wire grows slack
the child within pulls at the empty air.
He finally took his harp out of the cobwebs, walked out the door, and admitted who he was: the Unforgiven.
[To a woman who claimed she'd rather be dead than unconfined and unfashionable:] My dear, if you continue to lace as tightly as you do now, you will not long have the privilege of choice. You will be both dead and out of fashion.
Are you calling me stupid?"says Emby.
"I think I just did."
Hayden laughs. "Hey, the Mouth Breather's right-unwinding does help people. If it wasn't for unwinding, there would be bald guys again-and wouldn't that be horrible?
The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.
twisted her words into
If some people are "outed," are other people "inned"? Can we say that someone has been "besided" or "overed"?
and pulled . . . like taffy.
Well married, a man is winged - ill-matched, he is shackled.
I am unattached; My heart is very quiet.
shut and slipped into
Yet each day, he managed to unravel and straighten himself, disgusted and thankful. Wrecked, but somehow not torn into pieces.
I was a dog on a short chain / and now there's no chain.
Like an unprotected photograph
some friendships fade.
People grow apart, lose touch,
want different things.
Dreams, woven together,
unravel.
In the unpacking process, you've got to own it to disown it!
Tangle me up like Grandma's yarn,