Second to Your Right

I am access

Mr. Central Password

Saying a sweet hello

To all the board members

Below

I detain, contain, abstain

To keep said sanity in a more...

Righteous state

But then again I'm the wiring

And through circuit shorting I,

Remain

Refrain from the disconnecting

I hold the gateway

And my way is through tortures

On monumental scales

Am I playing with your head

Yet?

Imagine the droning siren

That zombie space

That listless noise

That meandering light ahead

It missed

And I insist on accuracy

As opposed to precision

Perfection existing as a human condition

One that cannot be achieved

Treated

Or recognized

Follow follow

Lead or leave behind

And I've kept check

On all this worthless,

Repetitive

Garbage.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Through the central nervous system.

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