From Passenger to Driver, a knife up his sleeve,
Genuine solicitude, his greatest pet peeve.
Risen from the wreck has he to vacate their hosts,
Guest to his crimes, I stand, taciturn, on my post.
He coaxes me to watch, forces me to admit,
That without him I’m an effigy without wit.
I watch their eyes lose focus as affrighted they flee,
And inhabit them once they breathe their life into me.
Now whatever perversion I am called to enforce,
I relent to Him who delivered me from remorse.
No deformity marks us but we’re disease come to life,
Whoever is so foolish to loves us will not survive.
January 10, 2021 by Passenger B ©
Photo of Edward Mordrake (Wes Bentley) from American Horror Story, Freak Show, courtesy of FX/Ryan Murphy