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wire
girl
you
don't wear your skin any more
won't let him in any more
you can't risk contact with the captain's tears
you don't count the days any more
don't feel the spray any more
it's been a part of you for all these years
wire girl, wireframe world
and rusted iron hair
inklings of your infrastructure
inching for the door
steel wool muscles pull
on copper lungs and heart
slivers of your superstructure
strewn across the floor
cast
adrift, the skipper and his mate
crew of fading shades
the captain's fancy rampant on the deck
a girl long dead now sketched in hurried strokes
wiry wisps of smoke
metallic skin the ocean stars reflect
wire girl, wireframe world
and rusted iron hair
inklings of your infrastructure
inching for the door
steel wool muscles pull
on copper lungs and heart
slivers of your superstructure
strewn across the floor
washed
ashore, the crew and captain gone
and you still hanging on
by hooks you've fashioned
from your tangled skin
a girl no longer tethered to the past
brave new world that has
such see-through sculptures in it
wire girl, wireframe world
and rusted iron hair
inklings of your infrastructure
inching for the door
steel wool muscles pull
on copper lungs and heart
slivers of your superstructure
strewn across the floor
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