wherever I move
I feel some spirit guide
trailing my shadow
at the soles of my feet
how tiresome to make excuse
for this metaphysical mook
when I'm deep in conversation
and pulled out of it by this spook
and its lack of concern
for empathy and forgiveness
since all the bone it can pick
is all that makes me happy
but being God's henchman
happiness is not the reason to be here
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
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