Sunday, September 8, 2013

Inside Outside

I'm pointing a finger at you
saying,
You're happier than I am.
but not in an
I'm happy for you
way
instead in a
bitterly
angrily
envy-burning
accusing
way

I'm pointing a finger
at me
saying,
You're glummer than you should be.
but not in a
cheer up old chap
way
instead in a
get
yourself
together
way

But it's slow-going,
this getting yourself together,
when
you've only
got half
of yourself
so far.

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