Did you know some tree frogs are hermaphroditic?

I don't deserve to be sad

My life isn't filled with hardship

I didn't feel my uncle's hot stubble 

Rough on my neck,

Nor the cool taste of his menthol cigarettes

I haven't gone without food,

And had hunger itch my eyes

Like the uncertainty of the first bite 

Of frost in the fall air 

I don't miss my bills

Work is over but debt is around forever

And laboring under the crack of its rawhide

Is something I can't say I recall

I don't listen to sad music anymore

Remind myself of the pain of these things with each verse

Losing myself in thorned crosses 

And cigar burns

I remember being younger than everyone

With a birthday in May

And the taste of cherry wood scorching my tongue

I don't deserve to be sad 

So why does it feel like the ghost of a lover,

Lost in translation,

Caresses it's muted hand across my transported mind

And that memory of shallow breaths 

Is one I will hold forever

Because it was something I earned

But did not deserve