just take it.
everything. and everyone.
all of my "needs" and
comfortability.
the shoes, the food,
the house and car.
the old man and his older wife.
the dog behind the fence.
the ****** with spoon
in hand.
the police with their sirens.
the hungry child who
does not know why he has
a god so unforgiving.
the money and drugs,
the thoughts that i hate.
the mass of people with
grim looks and self-loathing-
reminding me not to enjoy
this too much.
we are tired,
worried,
alone.
we live in fear, not love.
but that's ok.
i'm afraid too.