Hypnotized
For your own good
It was your choice really
You knew you would
Trust built back
Quicker than the other quack
You laugh and say what a riot
Glady thinking this is working
Holy shit this is working,
You Tried it
Your hands do not seperate
We travel deeper
But a stop...
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We spiral down and then back up, unwinding clock
and smiles unfurl as you unwrap your hands
"Oh I already did that"
Permission to be yourself, shocks self, plans
You are free, and then you sleep well,
Your liberation withstands.
Christopher Baird 2011 ©
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