we think it was a small hammer
or mini-aluminum slugger
and though I’d lost consciousness
and minutes of my life
I woke up standing there
I’ve been through worse
and of course I’ve been through
much better
if it wasn’t for luck I’d have
never made it out of Philly
but if it wasn’t for something else
I might not be standing here
at all.
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Your Poet,
Jim Trainer
AUSTIN TX
Going for the Throat 