And I am just a fool
In a robe
With a gavel
And the power to take your life away.
And you are just a soul
In a body
In a suit
In a chair
In a court house,
Sweating.
And my mind
Is just matter
Resting in fluid
In a bony shell
Recalling experiences
Generating signals
Connecting synapses,
Speculating the reasons
For your
Poor judgement.
And you
Sit up straight
Back arched
Hands together
Upon your lap
Hair tickling your nose
You won't touch
For hours.
And I
Will make
No
Decision today.