A space creature?

Question

The night is like a cut

A cut of my strings

In the great puppet art

Of my dreams

I am a deformed muppet

A snipped string clings to my arm

It is still

Like the night

Cold in the age of space flight

Answer 1

You start out very strong, intriguing.  But I am lost within the second stanza.  Was the poem intended to be longer?  It should be.  A stanza between the current 1 & 2 to pull them together.

It has lots of potential.  I hope you fiddle with it a bit and republish.

T.