Manipulation
quiet manipulation, push pull – in* out the
front and Into another’s
willing ear, misguided
working, Malicious words running
into the brain :keeping score of
the best
and the beaten Bottom of the food
chain,
with their eager faces eating the Forested
words like a silky feast after
a slippery civil war, playing the mind like a fool
no help or
contact to conscious Effort
using the Grain to pull it up through the
invisible wall of
diluted yoke and rain storm
seeping through the fissures
dragging you behind
the right and to false
and err
Weights
and heavy
on your back
Not Working right but
slowly; agonizingly slowly
Strangling all you once knew
and Replacing with what they
say you Knew and Now Know.
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