Empty Machination
Grant Hope #63
Everything feels like a photo op
a game at the top
Capo dei capi
This image commands
commandeers a heavy hand
and a desire to be
Amongst men I rule
but the spotlight on me
this mafia crew
is as empty as the life that brought me here
I am power
I am influence
I have all the smoke
my intent is reflected
deflected in sharp sunstroke
Booze
cigars
money
appearance
loyal disposable hands
all this is mine
my will on the tip of my tongue
carried out word for word
line by line
I am aware of what I am if this is taken away
nothing but a normal person
disappearing into dust and decay
Prestige has brought me all comfort and insulation
but in my limited wisdom I can see no one has God machination
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