the mannequin said
even the store manager can’t fix it
he’s just a big wheel
turning and turning
its teeth driving smaller wheels
and stabbing floss
that thought itself safe
in the interstices
between the teeth
and what drives it all?
a coiled spring
wound up by something outside
something or someone
who doesn’t even know
about all this stuff
important to us
bread on the table
butter available
and vegetables and fruit
cooled in a refrigerator
powered by that same coil
you want more coins
to buy the clothes off me
I just want that damned janitor
to keep his hands out of my skirt
but none of us know
what the who wants
the who who winds the coil
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