The Accomplice

I sit in my chair smiling and nodding my head the eternal sycophant in the eternal litany Yes, you're right Yes, I'm wrong Yes, you're right I watch as you calmly load your weapon I can see the bullet in its chamber hear the explosion I can watch as it flies through the air toward my chest all in slow motion I just can't seem to get out of the way The bullet enters me on a whisper leaving no scar not even a hole in my shirt I'll bleed later Meanwhile you reload your weapon and wonder how you could possibly have missed the first time and I lay myself on the floor and wait for you to take aim