Photo @bitter_fruit

LIKE DISLIKE

It’s up by the shoulder

In the front

A little spot

That where I feel it

My whole body

Feels for someone

In a bind of their own making

Except for that one spot

That’s the one that feels

It was your fault

You should have known it was coming

You didn’t plan

All of the things I’m guilty of

In my life

Of course

That spot doesn’t like

The complaints

The constant refrain

Of poor me

I wonder if they know

Like I do

That it’s really my fault

I own it blew it didn’t care

If I mention it

Even the part about myself

How I look at my

Dancing in the harvest field

An insult

My little spot throbs sometimes

For me and them

There are so many

Of us worthy of disdain

Little anti charity spot

The same place

Where I shrug

And say get over it

What am i supposed to do about it

Really care

Please not that

I’d have to

Like myself