Behind the veil of the internet
I'm immutable beauty
The wires
Marionette strings
Arms and legs writhing
Genuflect
For praise of Grace
A shallow scream brought to the surface
Traipsing across the cool
Exterior
Of the keyboard
Wires carrying the message
Abating the savage within
Transitorily
Attention and praise only last so long
Parades come to and end
Costumes get returned
Curtain call comes
Eventually
I shudder
I shiver
Naked before the world
Smeared mascara
No wires to hold me
Writhing for you all
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