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Punching Bag

i land Blow After Blow
with magnificence
with masculinity
radiating from my clenched fist
so i land Blow After Blow

Blow After Blow
i let my raw resolve
i let my dissociation
i let my will
absorb into the Canvas Bag
that surrounds my clenched fist
when i land Blow After Blow

Blow After Blow
i look on in uncertainty
Blow After Blow
i change the Canvas Bag
Blow After Blow
i open a tear
Blow After Blow
the sand leaks out

and Blow After Blow
After Blow
After Blow
After Blow
After Blow
After Blow
After Blow
lands and i sit there chained to the ceiling as i receive
Blow After Blow
unable to move on my own
as my will has drained from me
from the cuts in my skin
like bloodletting
like sand from canvas
and Blow After Blow
i remain silent
i remain hidden
i am nothing more than an object
a Punching Bag
and i cry stop
but i instead receive Blow After Blow
aimed at my mouth
as you reach up to my falling out hair and
Whisper
Who
Blow
Would
Blow
Believe
Blow
A
Blow
Punching Bag?

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