creaking monster whining pining from the stairs
clanking ‘round chewed and used and brooding
metal on its chewed and used and brooding self

we tried to scrap it all — stoke the fire with our
findings but we can’t catch the creaking monster
that from the stairs keeps whining, pining for an
absent set of stars in an absent sky and when it
asks us all for hope we tell it please go back to bed
since nothing is absorbed by its clanky rusty head

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