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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Faena

Category: Issue 7, Poetry/Lyrics Winners

I stand full
in the sun
head high
my toes
counting grains
of sand on
which I stand
The sweat beads
and begins to
trace down my
scalp and back
Blue eyes bright
Narrow with
determination


I face
my nemesis
taunt this
living engine
with a flick of
my wrist and
it takes up
my challenge
bearing down with
killing force
I twist away,
almost
fast enough
I feel the
warm rush of
my blood
pour forth
even as I drive
home my
deadly
instrument

As those before,
this victory
marks me cruelly
But for the moment
I walk across the
sand, head high
and wait for
my next challenger
How many I will
face before I am
ended
I know not
But I will
meet each
with eyes bright
and head high

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