pride

April 11, 2008

I never verbalize it.

But it’s often on the tip of my tongue,

or in the recesses of my mind.

.

Somehow I translate it.

In the tongue and appearance of self-deprecation,

I almost wholly convince myself.

.

And I really try to mean it.

The tongue of flame grows higher and burns white-hot,

but I never admit it.

.

At least not until I’m cornered

and there’s no way out but to face it.

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