I am the worst practitioner of all I hate
I am callous
self-centred
vain
proud
disdainful of closeness, of giving
of openness and trust
When have I ever been close to anyone?
When have I trusted enough to let anyone inside my head?
It is enough of an excuse to say no-
one wants in?
Have I tried myself to get inside anyone else's mind?
Am I doomed by fear not to really experience any kind of deep emotion?
I am petty, jealous incapacitated by jealousy
me, who has always preached tolerance & fair-mindedness
I know right now that pretty men will be my undoing
for all I run from sexuality
A POEM by Jen Frankel. Use the search engine at the top to learn more about Frankel. OR CLICK HERE and read her BIO!
CASTIGATION
