Intervention At The Convention Center Poem by Michael Fischer

Intervention At The Convention Center



You're good at playing darts
when I'm your foam target.
But you aren't throwing darts;
You're throwing boomerangs!

Give me a little slack;
Your noose is a bit tight.
I'm a product of you,
but I don't have a right!

You like to solve problems
without an answer book.
If you don't show your work,
I can't give you credit!

Give me a little slack;
Your noose is a bit tight.
I'm a product of you,
but I don't have a right!

Your trammel engulfs me
and drags me into hell.
I can endeavor the pain,
but the scars never fade!

I can endeavor the pain,
but the scars never fade!

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Michael Fischer

Michael Fischer

Buffalo, New York
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