If they decide to kill your spirit,
they will begin with flattery.
They will begin
with flattery
and continue into sycophancy.
They will follow you around
on hands and knees as sycophants
and slowly, slowly begin to suck you dry.
They will say your shit is nectar —
and what, therefore,
must the rest of you be?
You will believe them,
you’ll see yourself as a genius teat
after a while…
and full of shit
or not full of shit at all,
what will be the difference then?

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