I beat the bully madness
She stood at the periphery of the hot room of madness
Speakers are bellowing long time madness
I look again, In her I see a wife’s madness,
Eyes are grotesquely huge but I love their madness
With first time induced madness
My approach this swift is madness,
“hello, I am…” hands stretched with hope, madness,
Meet a bulged chest full of gyms madness!
Big, rigid, angry, and threatening madness,
My legs leave ground with impossible lightness
Am lifted up high by my strong shirt collar madness
And it is the fight or flight choice madness.
But, look! In times of madness,
You choose to fight and its eerie madness.
With the tact of first attack madness,
The veins in my neck kick hard against his choking palm,
With severe swiftness I hit his fist with my chin
In a lower cut madness!
My teeth ricochet to the flow as a second blow I offer on the other fist
Like a ram I ram my forehead against his
And I see a lot of stars, a sign of victory madness
Then I pummel my soft stomach against his right knee
The final blow leads to a flow on his bloody fist by my nose
I see darkness madness,
I wake up to the cheers of the hospital ECG monitors
“You won! You won!”
They shout madness
And I agree
Great winners lie on white angelic beds
Bundled in bandages like an Egyptian mummy,
So, I beat the burly bully
And it is madness!!