SMACK

this is your
Mike Tyson smack
in the mouth moment

not yet
punch drunk
flat on the floor
like a sweaty carpet

see how well you
can
pick yourself up
get back into
the fight

weave
and bob

sting
with your jab

recover
sprightly

take the fight to me
jam me up like
Foreman did
to Ali
rope that dope
in the corner

not the time to talk smack
to rap
no close in for the kill
pure poetry
this whole
stanza

butterfly and bee
no where to go
no possible
counter
solid defence to speak of

Published by Damian Garside