Ulcer

I will swallow my pride

Pass it by my Adam’s apple

Past the lungs that want to scream

Plunge it into the acids

That are boiling in my gut

Let the perceived injustice go

For the sake of our continued good

But I won’t forget

The pride won’t dissolve

In that crucible of my abdomen

It will affix itself

Like an ulcer to my walls

I will need to treat it

With medications of the mind

Laced with love for you

Until it becomes manageable

I won’t tell you of the pain

More pride because of that

Just let you think it’s over

Because while it burns my gut

In that gut I know

You’re right