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there are no others

if I get angry with you

just mad at myself

I’m Angry

I suppose I had an epiphany the other day. 

I concluded that I am not destined to become Buddha,

or another Buddha, or even Buddha like.

I still see you and I still see me,

two separate and distinct individuals.

Maybe it’s that “other” part of me that 

won’t let me see us as one,

the animal part of me that won’t

let go of those natural instincts

to protect myself and my loved ones

from the others, from you.

Don’t get me wrong,

I didn’t say it wasn’t worth trying

to be a better human,

but darn it, some people just 

make me mad.

I feel like I should apologize

to the universe, but even Mother Earth

blows a lid on a volcano 

once in a while.

In my defense, I’m going to go with

“it’s only natural.”

And that’s all I’m going to say about it.

—Paul Causey