My back seized up,
locking into place like a fold-up dime store ruler,
all angles and joints made to move,
but made in China, made cheap,
all cracked plastic and inferior alloys,
that work for a while, doomed to die.
Makyo are the visions, hallucinations, fantasies, revelations or illusory sensations that distract us from what is real.
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