Wednesday, September 13

HNT - Play Thing

Clockwork Doll - tricia.weight

I was a clockwork doll that night,
and I turned left and I turned right
and when I fell and broke to bits,
they recomposed my wax and wits.

A Clockwork Doll
~~Dalia Ravikovitch

Time continues on. Bridges have been burned and reforged out of cindered remains. Some have fallen away, whilst others have rebounded. And in deep waters that run beneath the ever-flowing current I see reflected my simulacrum. The waves move my unmoving expression.

But it is merely a trick; this illusion of life.

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