deus ex machina

i hate conspiracies, and deceptions

i'm sorry and repentant,

i didn't mean for that to happen, everything was just an inadvertent tendency

and my idiosyncrasy

it's just that your spasmodic daftness requires me to be there,

to protect the vulnerable you

because you don't possess the essentialities for this perilous and perhaps ersatz game:

invincibility, impenetrability

because you're not the chameleonic type

because you may be falling for this conspiracy hook, line and sinker

you don't belong in that disparate world-fancy, fantastic and fascinating

and yet you refuse to entertain the notion

i don't want you to experience the ordeal through endeavouring to fit it this puzzle

this might be a bolt from the blue

but you're gonna have to succumb,

we'll just dot the i's, cross the t's

inject a sense of secure and calm some nerves

deus ex machina, just what i need

..

when it comes to this, you trust no one,

and that includes bitches and sons of bitches

..

abruzzi: These trousers are a little bit too short. Don't you think?
lincoln: Chop your feet off. You're good at that.

i love this one, way to go, linc!