The Humbling

We all seek it like nothing else

We all want to be our own dammed teachers

Disregarding the experiences

Of the other

We cannot even imagine the other

Save for when we are very smart

And calculating

Which robs us of spirit

And artificial self-worth

Predicated on merely

Not being

The other

When we actually become the other

Life becomes an untenable proposition

In the routinely dull

The mysteriously banal

Awe-inspiring only because

We are so fucked up on drink

Tryin’ to stave off the

Experiences of the other

To avoid the modesty we would then feel

When we compare ourselves to

The other

And experience

The Humbling