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