Punishment short poem

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My father beat me
that flat arc
celluloid comets
white and orange
clattering into corners
flat thwack
the vengeful ball
finding my belly
he’d run me all around
the table drowing
in sweat
blistering feet
he’d cheer my points
then slam home his own
until my elbow ached
we’d climb out
of the man-musk basement
me dreaming about
defeating him
stealing his stature
king of the slam
he envisioning the same
but with a shiver
instead of anticipation

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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