he inhabited my heart
for the better part of my life
and now I've shown the asshole the door--
given him the boot--
shown him the way to Nirvana--Paradise--
standard pine box--generally speaking the Road--
Holy Joe can go bless himself with his vanity
and that spiritual pride that brings more harm into the world
than any number of devils in any multitudinous mob--
let him bamboozle the boobs and the bastards
while the rest of us kiss him off--knock back a few--and laugh
at all the foolishness of life that Holy Joe and his victims abhor
(the imbeciles) as we walk out in the brightening dawn
tired and peaceful--breathing the sweet air of Heaven--
the last stars fading...
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito
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