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.
Not quite sure what to make of that title, but the poem as monologue sounds like the perfect advice about companionship, no strings attached.
you know, Geppetto was swallowed by a great whale on his search for Pinocchio and then Pinocchio and Jiminy Cricket found him in there I haven¹t seen the movie in probably 40 years, but I remember it really well
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Ah, I’ll be the son of a beached whale. I didn’t know that!