words fly like gravel from a slap-shot
in a game of rural road hockey
and no one's usually hurt
but this time there is a silent moment
as the baseball-glove/makeshift trapper covers an eye
then leaks blood
the words were innocent insults
but now an organ is lost
a permanent scar gained
sticks and stones break bones that heal
but names change forever how we feel
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