So.. is this
oh.. so.. humble
of a hermit
L or Light
in his real life?

If I was Light,
I wouldn’t tell you this..
But if I was L,
I would mislead you
into thinking
that you know..
By night, I’m Kira..
of the spiritual realm.

Madly scribbling
in my black notebook
as I eat a chip..
while I dish out
another batch
of ego-bending trips.
All of a sudden
crowds of warlocks
are now diagnosed
as psychically dead.

Of course, they don’t
announce it
on the news..
But I do have it
on the good authority
of those that whisper
in my ear
and live inside my head..
None other than
my blood red
apple-loving
Shinigamis.
Gods of Death.