mental mutilation and

lifting up your arms above your head

to pull on the strings

with desperate intensity

and lack of control

you watch your own the body respond

elation castration,

oversaturation

craven desires

mistaken for needs

pupils dilate and

people like you more

feeling just a little better

then rocking back to normal

go to work and wake up early

strings slacked, lay at your sides

and other people pull them

you are no longer held up

and the car goes faster

and the radio's loud

and that god forsaken master

waits in a box until you get home