the man that walks behind me
every step
every breath
mimicked seconds after.
by the man that walks behind me
he doesn’t talk
he doesn’t stop
he just always is walking behind me
a day too late
I turned around
stared into his empty eyes
and asked him why
his mouth, twitching the movements of words
spelled out, “follow the leader”
I am the man that walks behind me
dimensions apart
worlds away
look behind, you foolish children
there is always a man
that walks behind you.
he isn’t a ghost
he isn’t a joke
he is a game
of follow the leader
the leader, of course
is you
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