I was envious of the poets reading at the University of Southern California but then I remembered I read too.
I was miffed when I saw her listed for the conference but then I noticed that was last year and I was there.
I was agog to hear about the trip but then I remembered I was on it.
I was jealous of the poem and then I saw I wrote it.
I was aghast when I saw his love letter but then I realized he'd written it to me.
I was proud that I hid my annoyance when she took my flip flops again but then I saw them under my bed.
Someone takes the Tweezerman tweezers every time I buy a set. I don't know if it's the same someone or a different someone. But someone. Probably a different someone because the first someone has left home. Accompanied by a horde of Tweezermen.
I was beginning to think I was always wrong in my accusatory fulminations but then I found my international adaptor in someone's bookcase.
There they go again taking the thing taking the thing taking the thing. But then I move the other thing aside and there's the thing!
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