Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Newest on the P. series.

Hidden facts

The hand held the wood,
Like a father holds the babe
From crown to arse,
Tenderly shaved away
The previous existence
With a sharp blade.

Do babes bring any history with them?
Do we strip them clean,
Polish them with our love -
No mater how faulty it might be?

His eyes were carved first
So that he might see the face
Of his father.

His mouth carved last -
For words create a distance
Between the hearts of those
We love.

The fingers were terrible
To master.
The nose was not endowed with grace -
Perhaps that is why it is remembered.
The thing never mentioned is the genitalia

Did the wooden boy pee?

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