I’ll be honest-

I do not envy you for that shit.

I envy you for shit you avoid.

Stop yourself from the answer.

That answer is not this point.

This point is that it is your point.

Your point is my answer.

Must be nice to not know what this is,

what it means, where it comes from;

must be my solace to see you,

and be reduced to bad guesses

on who passes this down.

For me, this is refreshing enough

I could take it with me;

to be removed from myself.

But if your pain is my consolation prize,

well shit, what else have I to speak on.