The Fourth
You imagine
bruising the bully
who once burned you
with the firecracker
down your pants –
beating then cutting him,
exposing the bone and
watching him bleed
as you fork him
onto the barbecue –
as the coals
spit their fireworks:
everything red,
white and blue.
Grill marks stark
as prison bars
on the meat
as you celebrate
your freedom
and imagine.








05/20/2013 at 9:55 am
05/11/2013 at 6:32 pm

I’ve imagined revenge on bullies and other bad guys more than a few times but never taken to that level! Seriously dark stuff. Fun to read too!