Price of Pride

August 8, 2008

Calling my bluff

That moment of fear

I use an adding machine

To tally the pain


Put on the robe

& Light the candle

Stand on the alter

& Spread the shroud

Insert the dagger

& Burn the Heart

My heart, my alter, me




One comment

  1. I am not sure what is going on after four reads but I’m lovin’ it. “To tally the pain” strikes me.

    Qasze – I tend to take things to personally. OPP and all that. I’ve learned that clamming up & shutting down are the worst ways to deal with anything. Dobry.

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