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Marionette and her Puppeteer

Puppeteer, quick,

Pull my cheeks up 

 

‘Yes, I\'m happy for you,

I\'m so happy for you’

 

A crack forms where the string is attached

In the middle of my back

It creeps outward like a heart’s veins 

 

The man I love with someone else

The man I love with someone else

The man I love with someone else

 

Quick, pull my cheeks up 

 

‘Yes, I’m happy for you’

 

The cracks spread down my backside, 

the wood creeks softly toward my heel

I hear a tiny clink on the linoleum floor

 

Hurry, Puppeteer, get me out of here 

 

This, I’ll never tell