puppet

[turnergirl]

this was an email to zac
fighting the fight in iraq
it's about more than a puppet
in hindsight; realized i loved it
so now it's here for all to see
one sec... i have to go pee

28 march 2006

my heart aches when you pull on its strings so harshly
can you even see the tangles in the cords
marionettes have it easy, they are made of wood and nothing more
they cannot love, cannot sing, cannot cry
the darkness of their carrying case doesn't scare them at night
they do not dread the solitude, how could they?
A puppet dances at another's whim, for another's entertainment
their limbs bend easily when the puppeteer moves
the pegs that hold the congruent strings
my joints are limber, but I am still only human
only human. what does that mean?
if ignorance is bliss then are we really better off
than a mindless body; a zombie of wood
they resemble humans and all sorts of living things
in their construction and bland smiles
yet both humans and dummies have a capacity for emptiness
we are just as mortal when our seams come apart
and both of us can be broken