Is this your leg?
Is that your arm?
Stay calm.
Are those your hands?
Pituitary glands?
Your eyes?
Your teeth?
Your hair underneath?
Let's not leave behind
what remains of our minds,
let's assemble ourselves to resemble
some semblance of self,
from left overs
woven and sewn
with threadbare worn cloth and thread,
sew me
or throw me back on the pile
to be made another day
from other seamstress hands
that may linger over
colored plastic buttons
chosen eyes
for frayed,hand made,
cotton stuffed guys.
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