Beginning
I hope
This will not be too long
I am living every day
With failure
Trying to feel my own failure
When I was no longer a child
I knew there was something wrong
It is only recently
That I have started
To leave behind a sense of shame
About my appetites
Learned a way of feeding them
And riding in their giant arms
Now I begin to sense my own failure
Live next to it
And learn a little bit of patience
And now
on my own legs
I begin to approach
What is no one elses.