Sucker Punched
Sucker punched.
Gel filled.
Gnawing.
I felt the grass and ground mummify.
Feet are like root vegetables that get raked up.
Slam.
Sucker punched.
The new bunker they built.
So fancy that no one would believe I lived there.
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