Locked away, persecuted, I hoped to recover Recover, not forget. Mountains surrounding my retreat blot out the sun, Wind is a mystery, Sensations long since forgotten, lost in the ether. Skulking to my corner, shunned and lost I wait. Bottle up time, 100 proof, wash away the past. Withering away I take charge, Action through my veins, a blast Piercing through restless mobs Memories of forgotten gods; Alone I find my solace, a quiet resting place, My legacy disappears as I begin to hibernate.
Dormant, I have rested Untouched by sight or sound, Yet rest has since eluded me The day I became unwound.
Assemble me! Screw on my arms - not too short - Pop in the sockets, surround with glue, jam jam jam; I can't Fall Apart again. Wait - Torso, torsos, where are the bodies? Lined up. Dimensions checked. Porcelain nightmares. Smoothed over, sewed up, stripped to androgyny. Perfect. That one is perfect. Left leg shortage, arms serve as substitutes No! Delivery incoming, salvaged frames found buried, No. Frozen - Found frozen. Twist on the head, my head, Home, send me home. Wig on, capped off. Beaming, glistening, leaving I inform the infirmed. Sterilized.
Days pass in blindness. Caressed by the dark Until I open. Pounding, my head forgets As I fade in to childhood. I am vexed. I look upward with placid orbs Slowly becoming a grounded air balloon Torn and tattered. I am deflated. Inspecting forward I see pores, Flesh, scars, days on the playground, Perhaps I eventually see a face. I am defined. Downward I fall, becoming an ant And seeing hundreds of the single blade, Thousands of building blocks. I am closed.