tiredness. . .
both inwards and outwards,
like a boxer who has had one fight too many.
hard to raise your hand to defend yourself,
hard to raise your hand to attack.
just hopeing to go out in glory.
without too many broken teeth or bones.
hopeing tht the dazzle of lights are not when you are knocked out,
but the lights of glory.
you have prepared for this moment,
of what you think of this moment.
the end.
where you could hold your head high.
listening to gthe accolades,the cheers... ... ...and ... and not the gasps.
you'll have to stop now:the doctor says...
you 'll have to stop now.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
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