Spin
Mr. Forever tossed me out
for a little spin
toward the ground of being,
and zing! here whoever
I am is, alive and
spinning planetwise.
From earth not far
can I seem to stray
nor live beyond my time
nor see beyond my sight
since Mr. Forever firmly
holds the string reining in
the yo-yo that I am.
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Dressed
At birth
my mother
dressed me
in the world
which I have worn
ever since
despite some
fraying sleeves
and tight belts
that I can
deal with
until the main
button pops
and off of me
the world falls
in a useless
heap.
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