Read alone · Do not read after dark · Handle with care
Accession IBP-S-004 · Poetry
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Reconnecting
by
Having lost contact
with the upper half of my body,
I frantically ran around in search of it,
banging into objects along the way,
until finally I found it
connected to a mannequin
in a department store window.
Kicking away the plastic,
I quickly reconnected
and dashed out the door
before the security guard
could catch me.
— End of file. You were warned. —




