just you

it's not the chair
that
wounds you.
the metal leg
slanted
black against
the white rug.
it's not that it's
in the center of
the room and has been
there for years
unmoved.
it's not the chairs
fault
that your foot
strikes
it, bending the toe
red
and bruised.
it's you.
as it is with most
careless
mistakes
you've made in your life.
just you.