out of the desert stinking of sun and sand and scorpion bites
go elsewhere--
if you want some holy wise man who'll answer your questions
about why your life is soooo fucked up
go elsewhere--
in life some things are settled but nothing is resolved--
all your penance alleviates nothing--if you want a hand to hold
go elsewhere--
I wasted my life--I don't need the burden
of wasting yours--if you want one who'll go down with you the third time
go elsewhere--
I'm a man of my word--I love you all and I hate you all
and all I'm doing is looking in the mirror--please
go elsewhere--
I'm not your enemy--but I doubt I'm your friend--
we all go our own separate paths no matter who we're with--
go elsewhere--
I'll still be there--but at least we won't expect of each other
what is not ours to give each other--
go elsewhere--
we'll either go to perdition or row our way
to "God's Golden Shore"-singly or together--
and we'll have gotten there by
going elsewhere--
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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