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Monday, August 15, 2011

slam.

slam
this is poetry and it's about everything and anything
and you're just watching the words dribble from my mouth

slam
damn right, this isn't poetry, this is basketball
and you just got slam dunked

slam
somebody just shut the door
maybe it's our doctor bob in a stuffed wildcat suit
because willie mad

slam
it's probably a daddy
who doesn't love mommy anymore

slam
his palm, her face
his fists, her body
her body, the wall

slam
how does it feel like to be raped?
i bet it sounds like this
when all the breath is being crushed from your lungs
i bet it sounds like this

slam
i need to close the book
i cannot look anymore

slam
watch the walls come falling down.

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