Saturday, February 4, 2017

Kerri Shying R # 189 - Choc


Enough  polite fiction in my love life   and
   at the polls   don’t let it seep   across

to boxing   have the punches  flat out   land  yes
 roll your words around your mouth   to

sing out  what you see    say clear    the way
 the whole thing  came to be    it’s called

a blow-by-blow description for a reason   yet
 whoever thought we’d  turn  to gloves to find

the last of eloquence    before the deluge falls,  of


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