Poetry · Writing

Left, Right hook

Out of breath and unable to stand. Pressure and anxiety are finally getting to you.

Working through everything and it continues to get the best of you. Shakes side to side, near impossible to catch him making a mistake.

Bide your time, stalk like a predator, hold the left for the opening. Don’t wait for permission, he does what he wants without.

Down for the count and gasping for air. This a critical moment, stand or quit, this is a critical moment.

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