take two steps forward and then look back.
sound puppeteers world.
she marches ahead; drags the silent everything behind
she twists and curls
contorts matter and space masterfully into shapes that fit so snug
in her hollow wake
the composition is flawless, maybe.
if she were careless, would we know?
and who am I to wonder?
a puppet
choreographed
tethered to this eternal cacophony
on gossamer wires dancing and twirling
tireless
effortless
and dancing and twirling
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