Jealous

Jealous?

Yeah, I’m jealous.

Jealous of the postman
Who walks daily to your door

Jealous of the clerk
Who helps you at the store

Jealous of the barber
Who gets to cut your hair

Jealous of the doctor
Who gets to touch you there

Jealous of the walls
That claim you in their space

Jealous of the sun
That lights upon your face.

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