Punch/Pause No. 2

Your truth is

at the end of your fist


I close my eyes

and take it on the chin


I swallow a tooth

and lick the blood


My truth is

at the end of my swing


you take it in the skull

and see the blood


You choke on the truth

with your palms open



Sometimes it is just about the light

and the warmth it gives

This is the day I will embrace

and walk to it


This is the day it will be okay

Philip V. Coombs 5-6pm



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