Puppet Master


You are master

and I your puppet

you pull those strings

to get what you covet


Walk barefoot on my back

and expect me to lie still

move those strings forward

so I’ll bend to your will


Now that the strings

have been broken by your hands

you don’t like where you are

with no mat to stand


I’m walking on my own

I’ve never needed your thumb

and you can’t reattach strings

once the damage is done


How does it feel –

is it cold in my shadow?

You thought you could break me

not all of us are hallow


I’ll rise again

just wait and see

I’ve seen hell

you don’t frighten me


So strike your match

but be forewarned

it is by your own hands

you will find yourself scorned

©Kristian L. Weigman

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17 Responses to Puppet Master

  1. Brad Osborne says:

    This metaphor is perfect for the emotions and feelings you provoke in the reader. As the strings have been cut by the puppeteers own hands, it is less a sense of escape, and more a sense of revolution. The puppet’s world, through no action of their own has vastly changed and it is an odd gift, for now there is no truly going back to the way it was. Powerful and well written! ❤

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  2. neilweigman82 says:

    That’s the creative genius, strong, independent woman I married. Not going to lie, it turned me on.

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  3. Sadje says:

    Powerful words!

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  4. Simon says:

    YOu sound so scary… 🙂

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  5. The V Pub says:

    Cutting and powerful. Well done, Kristian. 🙂

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