With better elocution
i could bend the masses
to my non-existent will
With better reflexes
i could have taken the bullet
that rushed toward
Kennedy's head
I am no god
The nightcrawlers leap from my mouth
swing from the chandelier
and smile for the cameras
like a politician
posing with his family
secretly wanting to strangle
them all
smiles...
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