I swallow my pride each morning

and it sits

a humongous bullfrog in my throat

I cannot eat around it

so I sit

and gaze at an empty plate as tho there were food

the bullfrog inflates as I walk outside

choking me as it bloats on the autumn air

O- that it would eat my tongue as it sat

that I would be excused from ever

speaking again

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