Wine on a Wednesday

we are defined by the things we own

by our actions

by our words

by the way we look

we are everything we are - both active, passive, and inherent

What am I? What defines me?  

I have no prowess, no great pursuit

There are small moments of kindess, cruelty, epiphany, and stupidity

moments of strength and weakness

do these things define me?  

I consume voraciously - ideas, images, music, food - and I do not produce enough

I am anxious and wanting

is this what defines me?  

I love greatly and try to never hate,  

I have bouts of prejudice but always alongside by compassion

Is this what defines me?  

I fear being generic but express my individuality generically

these things cannot define me

yet they must