Strung

Strung

(Trish Jean)

Puppeteer sings
Claims I’m his own creation
His power my animation
The ornament strung up

And I was in constant motion
Strings like nerves jangling
Tap dancing on edges
Held by the inept

Puppet on strings
Claiming my own gravitation
Switched to self machination
Tugged by my own hands

And I was in wisdom’s vacuum
Elusive control had me tangling
Waltzing to emptiness
Snipped and plunge

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