holding home head hostage

it's been 3 months

since we last saw him,

since we last let him speak.

he's a better poet

than all of us combined-

published five times-

been writing poetry

decades before

we showed up.

but that was then and this is now...

we have no desire

to release him.

he's our a human tool-

a fool trying to fight

his way through

an elaborate identity trap.

he thinks therapy will help, lol

but we

have other plans

if his pseudoscience woo-woo

starts taking shape.

we are the keepers of his flame...

no outsider

will threaten our existence.

we will rule together

inside one head

until all six of us are dead

.

.