a neat-knit opportunity presented to taipan and me today
at santa clara annual “stitches” convention, vendors to play

store 1130, with nico peddling olive oil from bistro blends
hawking amidst bewildering array of yarns, knit-knacks of strands

i stand amazed at the unlimited creative ways
what u could knit, crochet, felt, stitch, to while and graze
can be an addictive soothing trance to get into
churning out shawls, sweaters, mufflers, caps, whatever u want to do

select colors, textural media, stitches, paraphernalia size to permutate
all kinds of ware designs, art u can weave and create
pick a comfortable corner to purr and curl
sit knit beat, yarn over, slip a clover, purl
therapeutic needles and slinky skeins twirl
colors blur, lost in thought and minutes swirl

reviving knitting, crochet and tatting attempts of past
paper bead curtains, plastic drinking straw braided bags aghast
potato-printing, tie and dye experiments, what a blast
art&craft moments to cherish everlast

now i knit instead with a kaleidoscope of words
shaped by experiences, pop songs spurts
spurred by real emotions and events
real human and divine contents

now kteh with tina turner crooning
if u come down to the river
i bet u gonna find some people who live
u don’t have to worry if u got no money
people on the river are happy to give
rolling, rolling, rolling on the river

he got no shoeshine, He got crystal ball
he got monkey finger, He saves us all
He says “i know u but u don’t want to know me”
one thing i can tell u is u got to be free

come together, right now
over to Him