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YOU

were a reasonable facsimile.

Closer inspection revealed
Your leaking battery and rusted springs
Plastic painted to resemble flesh

And an old watch ticking in place of a heart.

 

Factory-made.

 

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Wind you up

And you smiled
You danced
You sang

Distracting me from your repeating loop
Of canned laughter
And stolen words

And cheap prizes plucked from boxes of stale cracker jacks.

 

 

YOU
Were Pinnochio

In search of a toy maker
Who could give life to your hollow wooden form.

 

 

YOU
Were the Tin Man

Tricking wizards into giving you their hearts.

 

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Your tedious loop gave you away
Along with cracking paint

(And wisps of smoke that smelled of burning wires coming from your ears.)

 

You take your magic show back on the road,
And ladies sit on velvet chairs

  By your reasonable facsimile.

(For now)

 

© ADELYN BIRCH 2015

 

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♥ A poem I wrote about my psychopathic ex a while back. Hope you enjoyed it.

 

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