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Disenchanted
I look up and see his silhouette
lazily perched on the platform
from which he passes judgement.
Will he do the same to me, I wonder.
Then I realize he has been all along,
and I change my stance to one of hostility
and my ministrations become more deliberate.
He notices and looks away, toward an innocence
unaware of his cruel game.
I pray someone does the same to him.
