Karma

By the end, you will have suffered from it all:
At first you didn’t understand why people
That you worked with would think about you, quibble
With how you lived your life. Now you know fall
And rise, how a life has more to do with lies.
How jealousy is understandable,
Revenge the toothpick in the gums, to trouble
Even you. There is a bitterness in ways
Of seeing: those heavy, layered wines; the bread
Poisoned. Come, sit down. My favorite is the crust.
It’s not that the last supper was the last;
It was the day that it revealed that even
The good guys were impure. How they were lost
And resisted giving up what they were given.