poems written on the fly

no winner

In art, d. james, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, writing on 29 May 2009 at 4:57 pm

we retreat
to opposing
corners

lick our
wounds

meet again
somewhere
in the middle

fight it out
all over again

both of us
defensive
trying to be
right

both of us
losing
looking
for a way
out

(D. James)

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