[a man came up to me]

a man came up to me
with a book in his fist and
begged me to listen
since he felt he was god’s tool
I laughted ’til I peed
and called him a fool
and then I swung my arm wide
and then pointed to a dog
then its owner – then a cat
then a sparrow pecking crumbs
and told him I figured that
they all – even the half-coked bums –
did a better job representing
the dude he thinks of as
the CEO of all this.

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