Synch

A part of me is missing.
My pride and I
are having a nasty argument
over who had it last.
It's a no holds barred
drag out. There is a lull
at this moment
we are staring each other down,
waiting for the other
to make the next move.
We're also keeping awareness
in our peripherals.
We both have to watch out
for my heart, who has a
tendency to bulldoze her way
right in the middle of any fight,
knocking everything down
in her mad dash to come
to a complete stop.
Doesn't make much sense
to me either.