After Sparring

The first forty minutes after tucking my sticks away

Are uncomfortable. 

A sore spot on my left hand,

Calluses on the inside of my right.

My right arm, my ‘sword arm’,

Buzzing with an ache

Akin to the one in my legs 

And every nerve in my body

Still sparking lightning

The first forty minutes after a cool drink

And wiping sweat

Are uncomfortable,

But I’ve been doing this for so long

That nothing feels more right

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