Arrogance
Arrogance is
Both the death and birth of self
Confidence is the beginning and end of man
I was hungry
So
I ate
But it was not
The food
That filled me
No it was you
Sitting there
With your eyes on me
Oh what is in the look
I had forgotten
The sun that had gone
The simple girl who insisted
On not being
At all
She waded through the waters
With the rocks in her hair
And I did not stop her
For once
I walked along the edge of things
And did not fall straight in
Floating Wolf
