Wednesday, April 27, 2011

championship bout

why do i feel
like i went twelve
rounds with a
heavyweight boxer
when you leave
here. my ribs are
sore, my mouth
bruised, there
are burns on my knees,
my elbows. i'm
dizzy and light
headed, but aren't
they the same.
see what i mean.
i can't think
straight, i'm limp
with fatique,
i don't know
if i can ever go
another round with
the likes of you.
i don't have another
drop of fluid,
or blood with
which to bleed.

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