Monday, September 04, 2006

facing down

a brave front,
bright smile affixed with bloodletting pins
to hide, to cover-
to create this

a facade

a malleable mask,
chipper armor to keep such fears as these
at bay.

yet now
there is a facing down-
an admitting to self,
a reckoning.

slow dawning,
realization that to conquer
takes strength,
that which is possessed

herein