Puppets

I see him (Mr. Threads.)

I long

for the same.

I never learn, do I?

Clever!

Why would you be any different from the rest?

I’m pigeon-holed, of course

and you’ve turned

my anxiety

into fuel. A liability

into an asset.

Clever.

One year from now

we might be puppets

more than puppets.

One year from now

Chaos

Order

Rupture

Order

Nullification

Adoration