| canvas and fine linen do you remember what we used to wear? leather. leather wrapped around our legs and the colors of our families woven in blankets to keep us warm and we were able , always able to lay them out like fine linen and feast and love and laugh and fast and breath and birth and bury and find our selves in other clothes like hats like hats the asian ladies wear and shoes made for gypsies with them we could find ourselves not so suddenly moving fast in dancing circles a little red with the drink but earthly having fun in the winter we would wrap in coats made of weathered canvas smelling somewhat of the sea wet and close' like sailors not clean shaven close but not quite touching where sea salt touched our skin can you taste that time again leather bound woven families looking for hats and happy shoes know in truth just like us most of life lies between canvas and fine linen |