up, down and all around

I sometimes get edgy
wonder where I’m at,
miss a step, feel
lost.

everybody looks
taller
more intelligent
kinder
and
of course
not as
ugly.

but that never
lasts
very long.

I take a good
look around,
a straight
measure
and then
I
know.

and that’s
almost
worse.

you wish
you
could get
out of
comparisons.

the ego is
sick,
prejudiced.

nothing to
do
but
get
drunk.