set it free.

playing peek-a-boo
will not fix the situation
but only staring at what is
the illusion of my puppetry
plucking strings in desperation
to move
what ought not to be moved
to capture
what should not be contained
all the while the vibrations
that were as loud as dogs barking at 3am
and meant for the show
only rattled in my brain
while the stage lay silent
and the lights
hung low