I can't believe I'm here at all, but since
I am, I might as well do all I can
To flatter and cajole, sweet-talk, convince,
And otherwise press weaknesses in man
To do my bidding. I've no reason to
Be less than fully sly and subtle here
Because they do not share my point of view,
And if I don't win out, then I must fear
That I will be rammed under and subsumed
By their desires, intentions, meanings, words.
I do not wish to be so clearly doomed
And so I'll break their thoughts into potsherds
By close manipulation. Since I find
Me somehow here, I will impose my mind.
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