If the Shoe Fits
Someone else walked out of the desert,
looked at the City,
left his old life behind in a dumpster,
slipped on his new identity
and quietly walked away....
A third guy,
some kind of saint,
use to walk down by the river,
and when he would see a fresh body floating by,
would crawl up inside of it
and quietly walk away.....
This last guy was hard on his bodies.
He had to do a trade every so often.
You might see him down by the big rivers.
I don't know what he looks like.
An everyman I guess.