Poetry

Punching Bag

Punching Bag

 

You’re red lipstick hot

taking hard knocks

on a regular basis

from an angry, pugnacious

bunch,

well worked up with each punch

they launch.

Their cursing and spitting

is unrelenting.

If they could,

they would

take you out in the ring.

But you don’t sweat it.

Swing back.

Stay in rhythm.

With your sway

say-

“The hell with them!”

 

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