I’m still thinking.
It’s what I do—
Except when I don’t—
And believe me,
I’m still stinging
From those indiscretions!
But now—
Better than before—
I’m thinking about
What it would be like
If I were better at other things,
Like kindness
And compassion,
For example,
And empathy
And forbearance.
And suddenly,
I am the needy one—
Like everybody else,
I think.
And my friends
Are helping.
