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The puppeteer


That old craze for hot tubs! We looked down
from the balcony where we were warm
and naked and saw a knife poised

above a woman lying under a coat
asleep. We all shouted ‘No.’
Our talk of experiments to detect

the future of the universe ended.
The hand stayed up and waved,
a fisherman pointing to his catch.

One tress of strawberry blonde hair
swelled out of a collar as a tendon
might protrude from a slipping cuff.