Faulty As Perfection

Possibly it'll be nice
if you would do
what marionettes do
their soul needs limbs
they need to breathe
through the mouths of others

They don't need existence
They don't live
They don't depend
but, they are there

Possibly, it'll be nice
if you would remain naked
you wouldn't need clothes to mask you
and I need not surrender to you
as marionettes do

They don't need existence likely
They don't give
They don't act
but, they are here

Maybe I am just being lost
Maybe I should get lost
that's what you do
but what marionettes do
what they do is stare
with living eyes that don't live

They don't need existing
they don't grieve
they don't move
but, they are loved

An another episode of perfection goes by
hidden in between the marionettes soul of souless-ness
maybe you would love that
the wires look pretty
they're here, there, everywhere
and they are loved
only, when they are needed

I guess I made you perfection
a marionette-body incapable of being perfect.