Puppet from Coverlings by Renee Cologne

I’ve been dragging this trunk around for years
Its heavy and feels like dead weight
Every now and then I stop and look inside
It is as if you are before me

Your presence is strong
And with me wherever I go
I rub the imaginary rosary constantly
It slips through fingers like strands of hair
You, on repeat

I dangle,
like a puppet at the end of your string
at the end of my rope
I am hit suddenly
By the force of it
That you’re really gonna let me go.

There were a lot of words both written and unsaid
They mostly flowed from me to you
You kicked my heart lying at your feet
Battered and war torn
And you let it bleed

You played the ostrich in the sand so grand
Never taking flight despite your plumes as you ran
I am a shell, I am shattered
You, are not

I dangle,
like a puppet at the end of your string
at the end of my rope
I am hit suddenly
By the force of it
That you’re really gonna let me go.

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