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Hank Roberts
Poems
Feb 2012
The fight
Sleepless nights
Gruesome fights
Endless charade and hopeless relief
Rich-less but paid
Watch the thief
He'll come when you sleep
Slippery snakes (slither)
Through liquid waste
Forget the mannered, wrestle the man
For he's hammered
Money's at hand
Everything is left on you
Empty cupboard
Bills unanswered
The bread sits at the store
Swiftly grab it,
Wanting more,
Can't hide more than one
Dribbled beer
Obese chins
Sweaty hairy, middle aged hounds
Cheer with Merry,
Ignore the sounds
Almost out and homeward bound
Dirt cold shower
They took your power
Fungus for soap, mildew towels
Don't just hope
Jump on the prowl
Winning will end it all
Seven, Eight, UP
Counter, upper cut
Momentum rising, moving in
Swing for his eyes,
Flattened chin,
Nine, ten..You're out for the count
Written by
Hank Roberts
30/M/Portland
(30/M/Portland)
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