Thursday, November 3, 2016

being human

sometimes I yawn
at other's troubles,
as they do mine,
not always.
but on occasion
when I've had my own
brush with
chaos, I'll sigh
and be there, but not
there.
there's not enough room
in your heart
to take all
the world in.
we're human,
for better, for worse.
we can't
be good all the time.
it's impossible.

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