How can I be annoyed with others,
when I do the same or worse?
As soon as I pinpoint someone else's fault
it comes bubbling up through my own skin
like a giant greasy zit.
How can I easily hide the truth
with rotten flower-words?
That's what he did,
and I hated him for it,
so why do I do the same?
How can I feel so damn entitled?
Today a man asked me to feed him.
I told him I didn't have money,
but I did.
I walked a block and crossed the street,
then doubled back and gave him my orange.
How ungenerous.
To need a block and a half
to decide to feed a hungry man.
How ugly.
