pilot of my mind,
blast me off,
escape,
for i do not wish to be here
pilot of my mind,
where will we go?
thrilled,
i look forward to our arrival
puppeteer of my body,
dictate my slumped weight,
manipulate,
even the smile on my face
puppeteer of my body,
look after me,
spirit-free,
i am going for a while
A Weird Fish poem