Poetry

Control

I’m about
All you need right now
Making you wait
Until you find the how-

And then I jump in
To give what you need-
Direct the puppets
Until they eat the seeds…

Every time you melt
Right into the plan-
Creating more distance
Because you needed a man…

I became
The story to write
Until there was nothing
In you to fight…

Now the fiddles
Remember the game,
Just like I do-
You’ve taken my name.

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