(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

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Muscle

It can be pumped!
Lumped into position!
Flexed and seen.
Nourished in public scenes.
It can be stretched to convince.
But none of this makes sense...
If it is there to just make fences,
To abuse the ones who view
Muscle from a distance
Knowing it can deflate
And decline when time finds it,
A 'has been' defined...
As much too over-rated!

Submitted: Sunday, September 24, 2006
Edited: Saturday, September 18, 2010


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