a retired boxer
who threw his
fights drunkenly
staggers onto the
street the choir
singing The First Noel
Santa’s collecting
money the actress
strolls by wearing
her painted stage
face just outside
the bar where the
political speech
writer lights a
cigarette the boxer
has a heart attack
the actress stands
in the spotlight of
the street lamp the
speech writer declares
He’s dead—the actress
laments Good Lord!
the choir sings O Little
Town Of Bethlehem
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Author:
Vipassana (
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Comments2
Here in this poem drama turns metaphor in a melodrama where the fight is thrown. A fun read
Clever and compelling. Great read. Uniquely written.
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