I can’t picture him going to the toilet
or trimming his toenails, doing what the rest of us do.
He doesn’t sit in cafes, bored and irritable,
like other imaginary characters that fill our evening hours,
naval gazing about his sex life.
His life is pared down to his mission.
Just his mission, and our lives depend on it.
I wish I had a mission that cut
all the drudgery and dullness from my life.
And a cool theme song, of course.
By Raud Kennedy
( Raud Kennedy is a novelist as well as a poet. View his titles at www.raudkennedy.com.
A link has been provided in the Spitoon section of the blog, way down below)