a poem I dun

Posting because Derek said so (and this was for her), here is a poem I wrote because I never know what to say but really wanted to say something:

Boxer.

loudhailer hurricane,
knocked off your feet again
your lip is split,
bleeding at the nose a bit
a knuckleduster under soft red glove,
a sucker punch from grey above
you hit the mat with fingers spread,
instinct breaks your hand, not head
on the eight count tasting copper

you'll get back up 'cause you're the boxer