We Are All Made of Strings
Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2005 2:25 am
we are all made of strings - calque
we are the stuffed men the hollow men
we are all made of strings that pull at our limbs
to make us walk make us nod and grin
empty grins with hollow knotted eyes
tie the knot tie it tight
hang the chord on the gallows high
strum the hangmen six
a thrumming sound with an empty hand
now make a fist to hold it fixed
the knotted rope to climb the pit of pendulum fame
chain together the strings that build us
in a helix double-wound
these chains that keep Prometheus bound
we are all made of strings to tie him down
and await the eagle’s beak and claw
the blood runs down the strings the knotted cords
the double helix strummed
with god’s unforgiving hand
standing on shoestring legs
held together with tight knots under latex skin
we are all made of strings
open wounds revealing what is not to be seen but heard
oh what a lovely tune our souls make
reverberating with the scars upon our backs
we are all made of strings to play and bind
to bind and play
we are the stuffed men the hollow men
we are all made of strings that pull at our limbs
to make us walk make us nod and grin
empty grins with hollow knotted eyes
tie the knot tie it tight
hang the chord on the gallows high
strum the hangmen six
a thrumming sound with an empty hand
now make a fist to hold it fixed
the knotted rope to climb the pit of pendulum fame
chain together the strings that build us
in a helix double-wound
these chains that keep Prometheus bound
we are all made of strings to tie him down
and await the eagle’s beak and claw
the blood runs down the strings the knotted cords
the double helix strummed
with god’s unforgiving hand
standing on shoestring legs
held together with tight knots under latex skin
we are all made of strings
open wounds revealing what is not to be seen but heard
oh what a lovely tune our souls make
reverberating with the scars upon our backs
we are all made of strings to play and bind
to bind and play