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Cathartic Arts
Up, down
Blinded
Throw, catch
Subsided
Spin, height
Perfected
Adrenaline courses through me
My chest swells with pride
My hands burn and scream
They're growing a rough hide
Empowered
Relieved
Who needs a professional
When you have metal
Who needs a confessional
When you blow the kettle
Learned
Unimpeded
Everything flies
My hands are tied
Up in this grace
And my stone-cold face
Blinded
Throw, catch
Subsided
Spin, height
Perfected
Adrenaline courses through me
My chest swells with pride
My hands burn and scream
They're growing a rough hide
Empowered
Relieved
Who needs a professional
When you have metal
Who needs a confessional
When you blow the kettle
Learned
Unimpeded
Everything flies
My hands are tied
Up in this grace
And my stone-cold face
Published 2nd Dec 2021
Author's Note
Who needs therapy when you've got a six foot flag and a wooden rifle, right?
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