Warm Spirit

I’m dressed as though for my death
Is it soon? I don’t know
I got a forecast from a seer
Is it true? I don’t know

A little clairvoyance tonight!
Aloof and resigned

A blown kiss to the oracle
Was it you? I don’t know
Delivered with a confidence
Like you knew what was told

Who builds the walls of the bottomless pit?
Does it make me or do I make it?
Warm spirit rise in me!
Say “It’s ok to be a spineless weed
It’s ok to be a yellow bellied freak”
And then pat me on the back and kiss me on the cheek