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The Poet Twists an Ankle

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 26, 2024
  • 1 min read

is there no other way to describe painexcept with the word  pain?

time for the poet to get to work


I could say it’s like a giant swinging me around by the foot                                

or my ankle’s been fanged and squeezed by a pissed-off python


what about putting together some hyphenated stuff to sling on the paper

It's God-damned tongue-biting teeth-grinding groan-swallowing agony

but none of those hit the mark

they only describe types of pain


I guess there’s just pain

and that conclusion doesn’t make

my ankle or this writing feel any better


ice seems to help a little

and shifts my focus to a more

practical pursuit


find someone to get me

a cold beer to help forget

I ever started this poem

 
 
 

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