Unspoken
their first hello
would be their last goodbye

yet Clotho
as typical when Eros came and went
would spin entangled threads

the sort that are impossible
to measure or
to end

–

Clotho is one of the three Fates or Μοιραι. She spins the thread of life; Lachesis and Atropos draw out and cut it respectively. In this poem, they are rendered useless.