I made a mistake, thought of you today.
That cardstock corpse covered in paper mache
lodged in a recessed crack in my head,
once growing, now pale, rigid, and dead.
(more…)…and now that we both have different faces,
enough character development to feel replaced,
put through our paces, ran different races,
do we renew, spin-off, or let credits fade?
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