Everyday

Surreal-Photography-by-Hugh-Kretschmer-5

 

It has me in a colosseum.

Without weapons, without armour.

I have my bare, clenched fists filled with intention and I’m swinging wildly.

My knuckles are bleeding, skin is torn

Yet I continue to swing and fight,

only to see I’m taking punches from ghosts.

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