Society

prancing figures about my vision
wire jerked marionettes
hands subtle and unseen
lifeless, yet
their wooden limbs flail
describing torpid dances upon the stage
deft fingers twist again
shifting joints smoothly
on for quite a time
then limp and crumpled
semblance of self control faded
the puppeteer gone home

~ Rob Crowther [link]
May 18, 2005 @09:17PM : posted
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