Marionette
- 艺 术 家 Chris Spheeris
- 推荐时间 2013-07-03 22:46:33
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A Marionette Without Its Strings
by Amanda Reed
The drawstrings cut,
my hollow ebony stained wood plomps to the floor—
THUD
Eyes open, souls recollect.
The new me, erect.
I make my own decisions, have my own priorities,
have my own thoughts.
No external force taps into me—
Freedom.
Free from your restriction,
your strings.
Your harsh hold of me,
your hands around my throat;
like sandpaper over a bruise.
My mouth an open slit which you fill with words.
I am no Marionette.
Never will be
Ever.
I stumble on my newly found legs;
an extension of my freedom.
And walk past you
my head higher than the sun in mid-summer.
I availed, I won
Captured myself on that river of thought,
and left you abandoned
And it never felt so good
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