Apathy Never After

i’m the unsightly wire
sprouted from toe’s
swole knuckle

and they still cinch that
belt so tight i’m ever
branded by its
buckle,

fight’s a fight whether fair,
waged bare knuckle or
hatched with fingers
bridged at some
gold table,

and time vacuum’s
long sucked the fairies
from these green
fables.

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