You tell your tale with ease, my friend.
It's no wonder they believe.
You say what they want to hear,
If you didn't need my faith,
we could take things as they are,
spinning fables together.
A conspiracy of two.
You must add me to your list,
and though I love your dark reality
I despise the sugared confection
of your lie.
Go and find your easy prey,
the gullible, the charmed.
Somewhere in that wider world
is your next adherent.
This is a Sunday Scribblings post.