Poetry · Writing

i’m still here-

ring in the bell;

it is a new year, at least by our estimation

lets face it the only dates we know are the ones sold to us

it is a new year, new year new me

but will go to the same places

eat the same food but work out for a month

new me

ring in the bell;

it’s dinner time

let the feast begin

eat like the food stopped coming

eat like everything before this was just appetizers

eat like it’s thanksgiving and we’re celebrating the gratitude of a race

before we would betray everything they stand for

eat like the food is fucking delicious

and don’t forget to thank the cook

ring the bell;

it’s the ninth round and you know you’ve lost the last seven

at least

only way to win is to put that other guy on his fucking ass

bite down and go forward

it doesn’t matter if you go down, what’s the difference

bite down and go forward

at least you go down on your own terms or you win

bite down and go forward

click those gloves together and show the results of all your hard work

the masterpiece hanging on the basement wall- give it some sunlight

the weight you’ve lost, it’s not much but it really is though

bite down and go forward

and hang that belt over that stuffed dear your great-grandfather left for you

ring the bell;

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