fist fight

i feel the rearrangement

of small bones

moving beneath cheek flesh

as my fist connects

    one two one two

in perfect tempo-    maestro ! !

it is an art to destroy ! !

creation... what a bore

nothing more

than rubbing two sticks

together to create fire,

but when i break another man

down

feel him

wobble and cry

i am god.

and he will know me forever.