Puppet X,1 Poem by Jerry Ratch

Puppet X,1



I know you,
ladies and gentlemen

We see the near future
through you

Your factual face
as you sit indoors

Youthless
In your ordinary chair

'Mice run through their vision
Mice run through the plot
O la la
and memory
is a lot...'

I, also,
have memories

One afternoon
I was myself

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