Orgone Way

After I took the tape off there was a
Sock stuffed in. Surprise there
Was a cork.
I thought that must be it.
And I remembered Plato’s Cave Analogy.
Then there was the rope, then the handcuffs.
I’m done I thought. But then I was
Locked like a Egyptian tomb.
Then I looked
In the mirror and the dull look.
The head leaning to the right, the right shoulder
Up. Defrosting took years.

If I could unlock some of the stiffness

Try letting go,
He said with a gleam. What did that mean?

Working was like Sisyphus.
Than the passion came and a bent tree
Can still grow. Breathing.
This puppet has wings.