I rub my holy ghost
Because all the saints are watching
I prefer soft lighting
Because all the saints are watching
I wear my glasses as a signal I am getting close
Because all the saints are watching
I rob myself the pleasure of being too sure
Because all the saints are watching
I hold myself accountable for daring acts of dualism
Because all the saints are watching
I host parties in my head where everything goes well
Because all the saints are watching
I feel that sobriety is a dinosaur I must clone and revive
Because all the saints are watching
I am infested with insults like cobwebs my broom can't reach
Because all the saints are watching
I have heard illogical things sound very very likely
Because all the saints are watching
I have tucked in the corners of my bed, put my lights out, and pretended to sleep
Because all the saints are watching
I have let you go, wishing you luck, but secretly wishing all that luck
for me
Because all the saints are watching
I have given up listening to Rock n Roll and meditated on my breath
which sounds a lot like "Stairway to Heaven"
Because all the saints are watching
I have hit my children less and prevented a multitude of curse words
Because all the saints are watching
I have cursed my hitting, shouting, flinching, fearing
Because all the saints are watching
I have finally just said "What are you waiting for?"
Because all the saints are watching
They can finally help
me become a human being
and not an obstacle course to God
I Love You
Your Beloved
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