Was it flattering -
having me there
like an adopted mascot
or dog you'd pat on the head?
“Good girl. Stay.”
You didn't need a leash or a lead -
or a cage to keep me in.
Hell, I stayed willingly to star in
your world of feel-good self-indulgence.

What was it that Freud said
about ego?
Was I the anchor to your reality principle -
keeping you grounded, until you weren’t?
Did I become the ignition to your delusions of grandeur
fueling your one-way ego trip
that never seemed to run out of gas?
Yes, sadly, my...