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I am

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I am nothing but
scar tissue
and flimsey knuckles
chewed through by
loose teeth
that will tighten in time

The blacks of my eyes
haven't swollen
fat and juicy round
since I caught
summer with my nose

first base swirls
when you drink in
the pitches

I was never drunk enough
to pick fights
with bulldozer men
or mice
for that matter


I'll lay
out
in the sun
singing it's
curves

and stare
up into its
black
swollen
fat
juicy
eyes

wiggling my teeth
with
flimsey knuckles
and scar tissue