Goodman – A Poem

Why is being the better person good

for me? It doesn’t help me

sleep at night…Ambien does that.

It doesn’t make me a stronger person; 

strength is irrelevant

as useful as a bikini on an Inuit

during the freezing winter

in the deepest regions

of the personalized hell

I’ve constructed just for my future.

This isn’t an acrimonious screed or caustic verbosity

just procrastinating thoughts

as he utters the vows.

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