All loose ends

She said,

“I don’t want to tie anything up,

I want all loose ends.”

No bows

No neat and tidy

Endings

No fresh starts

All loose ends

How freeing to

Know

We don’t have

To tie things up

In bows

We can leave

Loose ends

Everywhere

The loose ends

Allow creativity

to be woven in

Nothing is tidy

Everything is

A beautiful mess

I told her,

“I love that.

To all loose ends!”