The poem tells the story of a puppet that has become self-aware and its strings have broken, causing its stuffing to pour out. The puppet crawls forward searching for a needle and thread to restuff itself and repair its wounds, clinging to memories as it struggles ahead in a world that is often uncaring. By restuffing itself, the puppet copes with its pain and hopes, likening itself to a violin whose chords bear vibrations in a song that is lost in translation to the cosmos.
The poem tells the story of a puppet that has become self-aware and its strings have broken, causing its stuffing to pour out. The puppet crawls forward searching for a needle and thread to restuff itself and repair its wounds, clinging to memories as it struggles ahead in a world that is often uncaring. By restuffing itself, the puppet copes with its pain and hopes, likening itself to a violin whose chords bear vibrations in a song that is lost in translation to the cosmos.
The poem tells the story of a puppet that has become self-aware and its strings have broken, causing its stuffing to pour out. The puppet crawls forward searching for a needle and thread to restuff itself and repair its wounds, clinging to memories as it struggles ahead in a world that is often uncaring. By restuffing itself, the puppet copes with its pain and hopes, likening itself to a violin whose chords bear vibrations in a song that is lost in translation to the cosmos.