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somnambulism (why iii)

we sleep throughout our lives,
never realizing life is passing,
never realizing our strings are crossing.
we sleep throughout our lives,
always tightening the strings' grip,
never knowing the reason why.
we sleep throughout our lives,
never caring to know why.

still we sleep.

we sleep throughout our lives,
always dreaming of our
strings coming undone,
always dreading that day will come.
we sleep throughout our lives,
always hoping the strings will tighten,
always fearing and knowing they will.

still we sleep.

we sleep throughout our lives,
never fearing the strings will get too tight,
always knowing, without them it is forever night.
we sleep throughout our lives,
always knowing the strings will tighten,
always knowing that they won't frighten
away the other puppets,
always knowing we'll be with them long enough.

and yet we weep.

regb
1992