Pulverize my heart
Pulverize my heart upon the butcher’s board.
Add your tenderizer and throw my wicked heart upon the wall
Then smother it in dusty grovel until I choke.
Beat me until tender, and I cough blood onto my own carcass.
Pummel my pride into powder till I do not serve my selfish self.
Author Note: letting go of pride so i can be better
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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