Pride's Punishment

Pride’s Punishment

I know this because once you made me write with chalk
one hundred times

I am so sorry.

My only thought was how people
would read and marvel among themselves.

“Even her expressions of remorse show a streak
of genius.”

On days I inflate, you tell me
“Sit in your corner on the Naughty Chair!”

Then you serve me a slice of the
pie of humility.

But it’s of no use. I am above all that.

Furthermore, I know that even now
you watch me in amazement as I eat my pie

without the dropping a single crumb
in my lap.