Angel Hair

He
slams
the
pasta
package
on
the
table
rearranges
the
tiny
noodles
in
delicate
new
configurations.
Can
we
put
our
scattered
lives
in
those
quick
strong
hands
and
let
them
sort
us
out
set
us
free?
Quickly
in
the
silence
we
say
yes.
Anything
whatever
the
scary
cost
we'll
pay.
Loose
us
from
the
tangles
forever.