paralyzed
she approached my puzzle
and solved me with a smile
but
i felt her beating me from the inside out
and after a awhile
i was bleeding from the mouth
i was consumed in her hellfire
her devils conducted the choir
and they laughed at my voice
i swung naked from a tree
shy and shivering
privates exposed for all to see
too guilty to cry
but too ashamed to open my eyes
stitch me shut
puppets aren't always cloth and wood
sometimes they are bone and flesh
but in the end they all confess
to the gross and gratuitous good
i was her toy and yes
i did what i could, not what i should
and became paralyzed
.
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