Puppet X, 2

It's important to sound 
Human, I know 

To get fragile 
Near your 
Mother 

I myself 
Get glimpses 
Now & then 

Once, 
Eating chicken, staring 
At the inside 
Of a muscle 

Once 
During a bad thunderstorm 
While running down the stairs 
With a stick 
To beat off the 
Survivors 

And again 
When I had such a fever 
That I was off 
In a dangerous century 

I began to suspect 
The reason the trains kept 
Growing in the basement 

Without terror 
Or beliefs 

The telephone rang 
And then the dog 
Sang... 

I saw how we had been 
All arranged 

     .    . 

Now we're narrow 
And unreal 

I am not required 
To speak 

One day I discovered I couldn't wake up again 
And I've gotten used to it