My Lenses Have Become Jaded

I like to think I know when I’m being manipulated
either with consent or without. At times I’m not
that smart. When agendas become situated and planned
for ulterior purposes, I sit back and try to enjoy
the unfolding drama, the anticipated and predicted
reactions, how deceitful people can be, how naïve
to believe we can pull it off, try it on, suck it down,
wrap it up, sweep it under without anyone else being
the wiser. I revel in this, this absurd people watching.

5/5/11