Revenge

How very difficult it is to understand

other people. For example, I know

six hours from now, you will wake up and fire up

the stove- that you need that coffee even before

you have brushed your teeth. I know

that you will find you favorite shirt

has an ink-stain, and is unwearable now, but

you will give it one more shot.

You remember, that one time we

went atop that ferris wheel, how

I loved the ups and downs; how you hated

it all. I can imagine your screams of fear

mingled with the tinkling of steel

on porcelain. Every morning

I wake up to a cold bed, and

hope six hours from now

you will be on a ferris wheel. Because

You tell me what do you think I am doing right now.