Blind obedience

I never see it coming
Until I notice hooks in me
The manic narrator
Leveraging for defeat

It wants to talk
And it can talk
Persuasive, connected
Engaged

Relishing it’s place at the fore
It strokes it’s own authority
Oblivious to time
Indifferent to place

And all the while
Underneath
An exile is silent
Cowering in attendance
Believing ‘he’s right, he’s right’

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