Sunday, April 24, 2011


to think deeply about something that makes one unhappy.

jealousy consumes me.
i wish i were free from you.
nothing is ever good enough.
i crave and i get, but when i get
i'm still left short of satisfaction.
from afar, you're perfect.
you probably have flaws.
in fact i'm pretty sure of it.
but you still have what i want
and you dangle it so delicately in front of me
gently tending to my beautiful garden of jealousy
currently in full bloom.
and you do this without even knowing
and for that, for that i despise you.
i despise you from afar and nobody knows it.

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