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"Brilliant rhythm that really compliments your words."
Volt puppet
How long is the chord that powers your limbs
And how many hours were lost to your whims
While you danced and crackled and twisted midair
Strung up by lightning, with blades in your hair
The steel chord is thrumming and spooling
Taut with the lunacy of your own self fooling
What harm is a current to a thing with steel joints?
What’s the use of blood when you’re made of weak points?
Tethered and sparking, powered by friction
Anchored to a dream of thriftbare fiction
There’s no real thought cast toward the master
A game of puppets is down to who’s faster
While working for oil and hardware with toil
You’ve sweat and pissed acid into the soil
Careening frames that splutter into flames
Are always accounted in a marionette’s game
Submitted: December 05, 2020
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hullabaloo22
Brilliant rhythm that really compliments your words.
Mon, December 7th, 2020 7:54pmAuthor
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Thanks a million Hully! Always appreciate feedback
Tue, December 8th, 2020 11:07am