let the morning scream through the glass panes on the wall
until my eyelids no longer veil my ragged pupils
stare at my ceiling
and think
wow
i want to be like you

maybe some day i'll have the privilege of being
the intangible structure that defines what you are
drop to my knees
and pray
please
i want to be like you

captivated by your stunning grace
tied down with your hands’ ropes
taunted tenderly by your face
keep locked away forever, i can only hope

i am yours, i will conform
liquefy me and let me set
mold me with your fingers, warm
change me now before i become permanent

trace in my melted pastels what you want me to be
make a vague outline of what imperfections must be redrawn
use a chalkboard
begin to
sketch
i want to be like you

tie my frayed ends like a bond between teacher and student
teach me everything that i could ever hope to hold
enlighten me
i will
learn
i want to be like you

captivated by your stunning grace
tied down with your hands’ ropes
taunted tenderly by your face
keep locked away forever, i can only hope

i am yours, i will conform
liquefy me and let me set
mold me with your fingers, warm
change me now before i become permanent


 
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