Woke up with the nail bit until it bled
ran it on a hand puppet
so it was bleeding too
this within a phase of nap
and the safety pin
came undone dug into my thigh
the safety seal of crinkling plastic
bound to ride and wend its way
into my waist and the house
seems empty and I have
all these parts to weigh
the finger rises up to the mouth
the puppet will never be the same
the cloth that keeps me dry undone
its fastening is pure design
so this is someone's mind at work
the skin not yet breathing
it will shed once I drop
the constellation.
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