Wednesday, August 28, 2013


Here an eye
There a foot
Everywhere a piece of me
Not assembled as I should be

What will you do with that part?
I could use it one day
  to walk
  to drink
  to talk
  to think

Maybe you need it more than me
Keep it safe
  in a jar
  in a fridge

Can you hear me?

I know things you don't
  You'll never have the chance
And me?
  I'll dream but never dance

Cut me up
Suck me out
Mother doesn't want me

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