Illicit affiliation

I savor from afar

The nuances of this web

That’s intricately spun by

The liaisons’ linked.

 

The unspoken glances,

The enticing peaks,

The hushed undercurrents,

Oblivious to all, they flow.

 

Smug, they exist,

In the false sense of lull,

Naïve to the infuriation

Of the discerning around.

 

Chancing upon this is

A poor clueless soul,

Unaware of the clout,

Of this unsaid force.