A Vicarious Nature

A puppet.

Something of a handle.

An extension of a hand.

And for what?

Pure entertainment?

Through any means necessary.

At what expense?

A vicarious pleasure;

Sick to the bone.

A choice, maybe.

To break from the strings.

But then what, freedom?

Hardly…

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