Muscle

by Meg Johnson

I am arm wrestling
an invisible man.
He is invisible
except for his arm.

I want to bite it
like a turkey leg,
but then I would be
disqualified.

The invisible man
might be sexy.
I’d like to find out,
but only after I win.



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