sitting by your side
i would come to your aid
be
at your back
and call
when you are clawing
at the door
a drunk cat
trying to get back in
the ancient pattern
of crucifixion
denial
deception
riding shotgun
by your side
i watch your back
side
your blind
side
to catch you
when you fall
into darkness
the well
of despair
let me be there
aloneness impossible ever again
riding shotgun
there is no side of you
that is open
to question
to doubt
to hurt
riding shotgun
the angels abound
in every direction
in every thought
they light
shine light
upon
you
and darkness
forever evades
you
again
riding shotgun
Holy Spirit
and
"me"
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