Ability

He, Lives too far to drive to. Lives in outer space. Isn’t ashamed. I could be more ashamed. But earth is bad enough. I want to drive to outer space. The depth of space is nice. I have enough to do here on earth. Everything here has depth. But a deep, howling depth. Outer space is just dark and filled with holes. For no reason. He is not disabled. He lives so far, it’s as if he moved just because he could. Away. I- Live on earth. I hate driving into town. I promise, I don’t need anything. Being ashamed is some harmless thing. Like wormholes and science fiction. There’s nothing, To do. I am ashamed. I would live on an asteroid if it was possible. It has nothing to do with my old friend. Who isn’t disabled. He has the ability to go to space. He has the ability to survive in the vacuum. He has the ability to leave someone like me. I guess anyone could. He went to college for four years. I guess that’s how we’re different. He isn’t disabled either. Or ashamed.