We all have the urge to covet some more then others.
A mere obsession wrapped in chains.
With whips we try to tame.
But do the scars we leave make them or us victims?
A skewed perspective.
A misrepresentation of what it is to be owned.
Pretty globe, pretty ball, watch as I shake it and the snow falls.
Thanks for sharing brilliant the poem.
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We all have the urge to covet some more then others. A mere obsession wrapped in chains. With whips we try to tame. But do the scars we leave make them or us victims? A skewed perspective. A misrepresentation of what it is to be owned. Pretty globe, pretty ball, watch as I shake it and the snow falls. Thanks for sharing brilliant the poem.