AN: A poem from Eiri POV thinking about Kitazawa. Kitazawa manipulated Eiri like a puppeteer jerking him on strings. Kitazawa's death cut the strings, but even afterwards, all Eiri wants is to go back to those same motions and follow the puppeteer (Kitazawa) again. I was going for a very subtle "loose" rhyme scheme, too, more like assonance (similar vowel sounds repeated) than hard rhyme.
C&C always appreciated.
Puppet
I want to vomit you
up
From my guts and my mind
But surrender to memory
instead
How you worked the threads
Of my tangled fate
Like
strings on a marionette
I jerked and danced gladly
Until
things went wrong
I swayed to the beat of the master's
song
Betrayal made splinters
Of this split wooden man
A
forced submission in a foreign land
With a gun
blast—
SNAP!
--the strings broke in half
No longer a
slave, I still yearn to dance
To follow my master's steps
And
laugh
