Depiction of Guiding Spirit

A rough model, a tall tree with extremities of thick string

A carbon mannequin waving its arms

like an inflatable armed tube man

A dry throat when you're sick

Sounds of crispy sandpaper as it dances on command

yet has no ability to move

The popping of joints as Grandpa rises from his chair

The splintered fence boards, bent and twisted

the product of childhood rough-housing

A game of charades with post-nap movement

The building blocks played with by a child

stacked and rearranged, new blueprints every hour

The traffic guard of the magnum opus

Telling the graphite what to do

Where to curve

When to stop