manipulate my elastic bones
betwixt your fingers if you dare
they wont break they just bend
and spring right back
wring them out if you wish
like a wet towel in your hands
you’ll see that I remain fine
you’ll see I receive no pain
twist and turn my elastic bones
in your unhealthy pursuit
look me in the eyes with intent
to see if a tear bears fruit
grapple me to the dusty floor
and make a mosaic of me hirsute
as you only have a one in four chance
of it being the right suit