If I could smooth talk

I'd haggle my way through life
Without a worry
Without a fight
Without a conscience
How sweet would that be?
Without the rain stinging
like acidic bees

Mere words if well placed
could get things done
observe,predict and control
My brain buzzing
My face serene
As I turn gutters into rivers
and drown you slowly

there are more of us
A tribe
Feel the kinship
the brotherhood of imposters
Nod and maintain a distance
We're in business


Parents would warn their kids
About the world
with people like me
And our cultivated insincerity

I'd judge you
But never patronize
Out in the open
i play on your weakness
to use your strengths
And drop you when I'm done
Or bored
And you will think
It was all your idea
but your heart will know
It was mine.

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