The Cardboard Man

August 17, 2009
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The cardboard man goes through the motions
Wake Up
Day after day he goes through the motions
The curse of the lack of life
That courses through his paper-based extremities
Daddy look what I made
He cannot reply
Because his eyes are rendered unseeing
Daddy aren’t you proud?
He can only offer the same look that he has given the world
Day after day
As he goes through the motions
Unable to differentiate important moments from those awful, repetitive motions
At the backyard barbeque, the soccer game, the graduation
His smile is printed on, an expression somewhere between
Indifferent and
Mildly happy
Daddy, tell me I’ve done a good job
But he cannot
Because he must go through the motions
Although his cardboard cutout
Seems appealing to the strangers we call friends who know no better

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Anonymous16 said...
Nov. 15, 2009 at 8:02 pm
Too many cardboard men
nobody thinks they are one
Hilary R. replied...
Nov. 17, 2009 at 4:27 pm
very takes someone strong to acknowledge it in themselves and to do something about it
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