Oh Geppetto, I could have told
those real boys always break your heart.
It always starts as a dream come true.
They cannot help it that they are real.
Oh the real girls, they’re no better,
all of us with our built in yearnings,
our essential fragilities.
I would not have tried to dissuade you.
A real love is better than one with strings,
regardless how strange and scary it gets.
Still, I would have loved to have warned you.
Not that it helps. Just because
sometimes it’s better to face
what is real together.