I admit,
I loathe the better writers.
Those with more fans
Those recognized and praised
I won't deny the bitterness
It is there!
Venomous and deadly
Running through my body
It is there!
Bubbling rage and self hate
Doubt fueled introspection
It is there!
Always there.
Yes I am jealous!
Dear lord so very jealous...
But I remind myself that the canvas has no favorites
This is how I cope.
Relying on the transience of art and ignoring the mortal forces behind
Still a few more readers won't hurt
Maybe even an award or two
Please?
