i envy you

i am a cripple. that should help you understan

I envy you- by Mark Weisbruch



A star lit sky bristles,
Sending tiny beams of light my way.
I sit in the darkness,
Hands folded together.

A little bug crawls on my hand.
I look at it,
It is tiny,
As it slowly crawls around,
I count its legs.
It has twelve.
How fortunate a creature a beetle,
To have spare body parts,
Stored up like flat tires.
I envy you.
I crush it.