like clockwork

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 12, 2016

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I'm made up of gears and locks
and welded metal that clicks every heartbeat
shifts every breath.
 
Iron hinges my limbs together,
copper molds my bones.
Gears to walk, gears to smile,
ticking seconds by too methodical, too timed.
 
He would oil my joints late at night,
he would start my heart in the morning.
 
Day by day and click after click,
he was holding my springs together,
my life together.
And once he left, he took a piece with him:
a dull red-brown piece gear worn by time and rusted by salty tears.
 
So now my body groans to move on,
but wheels and parts spin in air, grasping at nothing
where my heart used to turn.


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