Woven steel cables, hooked, like marionette wires, to my back.
Snip, snip, snip
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
They drop to the tile floor, bouncing behind me, like springs from a ball point pin
I take a step, and glide forward
Floating, almost, towards the door
I look behind me
The 6 wires, that were embedded in my skin, my soul
Have fallen limp, lifeless
I take another step and feel as if someone, or something
is carrying me under my arms.
I am almost weightless
Free to move forward
To new life
New love
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