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:: Monday, July 28, 2003 ::
Marionette
Hunched, over,
Skin stretched taut over my rippling spine,
I shudder.
Sweat appears at my brow, and crusty breathe escapes my dry lips.
I stare at my watch, and as the night gently grows longer and longer,
The tear at the corner of my eye grows
Larger and larger.
And I wait for a tug before I move.
What did I expect?
So I stuff the hurt and fallen expectations back inside of me
And the impenetrable mask rises again.
I smile.
So cast off, I slowly tug at the strings bonded to my limbs
And I pick myself back up.
I tell my arms to brush away the dust collected on my persona while
Sprawled out on the ground.
My vertebrae straighten again,
My head face forward,
A grin plastered across my face.
Look out world, here I come.
As I pull this string here,
And move that limb there,
And spin around and tip my hat to the nice lady passing by,
I just hope that it's really me holding the strings.
I hope that it is really me handling the strings this time.
:: Rick Kitagawa 11:30 PM [+] ::
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