My Name Was Punch
Blunt steady flow
Punches raining
That young
Fellow man
In dirty rain
Shattering
Generating raw wounds
Slicing flesh
Uppercuts
Punishing bones
Relentless
Savage thirst
For the nose and brain
The bell rings
Ringing ears
Drunken head
Swollen lips
Like an aging relic
Retired yesterday
The walks in the zoo
My name
My name was punch
And I was you
Was young
Boxed hard
Loved boxing
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