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| Open Poetry #18 |
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mauddib Member
since 2002-01-12
Posts 119melbourne australia |
I woke up in the ring. Too many faces in too few rooms with no place to hide in. Sometimes, There's a lucky punch. That leaves me dangling and tangled among the ropes. Wide open for slaughter. A gush of blood then would be an ejaculation. And my absence? Less conspicuous than an excuse. |
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