Each twist (Poem #97)

Twist one,

Everything still falls lose and carefree.

Twist two,

starting to form something that may come out as functions.

Twist three,

you can see the structure start to form.

Twist four,

another step toward getting everything back together.

Twist five,

things are finally starting to look up.

Twist six,

I can see the end coming soon…this excites me.

Twist seven,

only a few more steps and I can move on,

Twist eight,

my hand starts to hurt.

Twist nine,

The pain is worth it because I only have a little longer until I have finally reached the desire.

Twist ten,

finally I am done,

I take one last look in the mirror

and secure my braid.