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
glue.
very mysterious!
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