I am weak.
I hold
no power.
The control
is in your hands.
My weakness
is your dominance.

I see me.
I abhor
that malformation.
You regulate
my image.
My image
is your mockery.

I am suppressed.
My entity
is imprisoned.
You hold
the key
to the cage.
My suppression
is your freedom.

I bow to you
and honor you
and visit
your mysterious mansion,
oh Doctor,
great Doctor,
my Doctor!

COPYRIGHT 2001 by Michael Bonanno
LOC Reg. #TXu 988-155

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