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watching two boys double-team a third

on a sunny afternoon in the park


assembly line violence

tastes like candy on stolen land


and to the victors

will go the devil’s spoils

and bragging rights to last an hour


and what is that smell in the air?



the coming of spring?


i am reminded

of many things

watching this donnybrook unfold

from tomfoolery

into an unfair game of cat and mouse


mostly that to make a proper fist

you need to keep your thumb untucked


that i need to stop at the liquor store

for both vodka and wine


how youth is fleeting


there’s no shame in running away

from the obtuse and absurd


and that when i was growing up

i almost always preferred


the boys who played with dolls.