He had no fear in his eyes
As they fought
Or any anger
He was calm
Too calm
And he wasn't breathing heavy yet
No
In fact
The longer they fought
The better he seemed to get
He found his rhythm
Was able to flow
He had made an agreement with gravity
Years ago
To take it easy on him
In exchange
He'd learn about gravity
And with it
Space/time
He made an agreement with them, too
When he met them
Space agreed to let him move smoothly through her
And time
He agreed to slow down for the man
But only when he was doing something from the soul
And this man was
Poetry in motion
Poetry embodied
It was his dance
His mat
His cage
Freedom in a cage
He was free
Truly free
And then the bell rang
And it was over . . .
He got into his $400 car
And he went back
To being
Just another
Broke writer
And now
An old fighter
But for 45 minutes that day
He was free
CH 4/19/24
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