Inspired by the book/movie “Fight Club.”

The rush, the red liquid,
the pommel of fists, the insane
humans like mad monkeys
roaring in your ears.
With your bloody nose,
after a blessed fight,
the feather of peace
lies on your forehead.
Breathe deep, its done.

He lays face-down, covered in

Sighing, the baggage
has lifted. The hurt smashed
out of you with your broken
teeth. No more pain within
your soul, just tranquility.

As far as they knew,
you were dead,
and now you’re

alive, breathing smoke.
No more empty eyes,
no more fake smile
for the masses. The
liberty tingling in
your muscles, smile
now you’re the center of
the universe.

© Ms.Fire, 2013

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