I’ve been meaning for a while to start posting writing Works In Progress (WIPs) here. I’ve never done much poetry, but I was experimenting with it a little over the weekend and this piece is the result. Hope you enjoy.
they call it a sucker punch because it caught you off guard
you let yourself get suckered
into dropping your guard
as if caring isn’t brave
as if the smart way to go through life
as if people doing stupid, selfish things
as if the ideal state of the human heart
with the wind knocked out of you
it’s hard not to feel
catch your breath
you’ll be fine.
you offered peace
a chance for them to choose
to be better
and standing over you with their knuckles raw
you wonder who is the sucker?
the one who knows
she’s tough enough to take a low blow
without turning hard
or the one with the aching hands
and the bitter heart
who thinks betraying with a kiss
is more desirable than