'tis not as bad as
it could be.
'tis never that bad,
indeed.
what's that inane saying?
"it could always be worse,"
always followed by
the inevitable
"but it could always be better,"
& vice versa.
but see, man,
however it ends is how it stays.
so
what's wrong is
bad enough
from where i'm sittin'.
i'm so tired of arguing, man,
& i'm so tired of all
the hostility,
the negativity,
the unforgivable fuck-ups,
grudges growing in us
like tumors.
resentment. disadain. envy. disgust. anguish.
red faces & glares. telling glances & snide remarks.
psychological sugar in the gas tank. emotional grenades in the fridge.
regrettable mistakes. hard feelings.
& above all,
manipulation of the truth, whatever that may be.
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