Ball and chain
I am your slave
O, my master
On tap
To do your bidding
You are my conduit
You are my necromancer
You are my conduit
Don't give me compliments
Don't feed me
Blind confidence
Defined by
My incompetence
Stamp on me my
Conduit
Thank you
You tell me to jump
I answer
How high
Can't polish a turd
But I
Can
Hang my neck
Does that satisfy?
You are my conduit
You are my necromancer
You are my conduit
Don't give me coffee
Don't feed me
Blind confidence
Defined by
My incompetence
Stamp on me
My conduit
Thank you
YOU ARE READING
Fabergé eggs: A collection of poems by Alexander Hopper
PoesíaA collection of poems I wrote while I was at the lowest point of my life.
