blood blood blood.


violence.


my elbow in someone's face.


bloodied nose. lacerated lips.



I walk the night and my eyes scream, "PROVOKE ME!"

Oh please. Just give me a fucking reason to hit you.



Beat someone so hard. That your hands go numb. Elbow. Knuckles.


Berserking. Getting hit but not even flinching. Modified judo throws; so that you can be sure he hits the floor skull first. And again. again. and again!


Don't kill. Never kill. Don't knock him out. Give more pain.


He has weapons? Use bigger ones. Don't let him die. Use blunt weapons. Club him. Smash those shins. Stab his ribs so that they snap like matchsticks.


The sad thing is.

There's no background music in a street fight.