Answer:
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
The Titanic is still here. What am I?
I have a frame but no picture. I have poles but not standing up
The more it dries, the wetter it becomes. What is it?
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.