Examination of ConscienceYes, I’ve done that. Yes, I’ve done that, too.In fact, if we peruse the Deadly Sins,We see my name on them, their name on me:Wrath, greed, pride, sloth, lust and gluttony –And envy, when I wish that I were youInstead of me. Each examen beginsWith yes, as if I came to name my ownDead body on a slab. Yes, yes, that’s me.That pink wrinkle of a scar on my right kneeGives me away, that error on my skin’sClean record, that lie I told when I was nine.Just skinned, that’s all. These band-aids? Nothing . . . OnlyThe mouth beneath them told the truer story.I peeled them off me, one by painful one.