Under Control

Anthony Hanible

Wired up

Someone is pulling the strings 

No real friends 

No real enemies 

High level 

Low level 

Brain readers 

Heart stoppers 

Self destruct

Is on the menu 

Someone is 

Playing you like a fiddle 

No life

Just a number 

Just death

Pulling the plug 

Being set free 

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  • sorenbarrett

    It feels like we are being controlled by a puppet master. Strings are attached to everything and beyond our control. To be set free is both scary and enticing. Lovely

  • Poetic Licence

    We live in a world where strings are attached to everything and would be good at times to have them cut, enjoyed the read



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