Inside

His head bounced off the green steel of the dumpster

like a nine-ball

Eyes fuzzed over as his back arched and he screamed wordlessly up from the alley so

like crossing the finish line

I planted the ball of my first foot in a dimple of asphalt

like a pole vaulter

and my heel hit his big tooth sideways

like an asteriod ricochet

YOU BIT MY FU—

like a fury, stinging dying screaming wasp

No athletic soccer plant for the next kick—a whip with my foot—and his big tooth lodges in MY big toe

like a thick shard of enamel fully under a toenail

(not a simile. That's real)

So I kick, kick kick, kickkick to KILL YOU YOU F—

like two molars on a hot dog

Speaking of, my corned beef of a foot is now stuck in his mouth

like, pivot on his skull and land my OTHER FOOT IN YOUR FU—

Stuck, too; I should have learned to kick properly when my taekwondo instructor

I WILL BASH YOUR BRAIN INTO ATOMS YOU FU—

Stuck again

Like a wet mud hole

I can't

I—mrner—twist my—leg—to—kick again

All the way in the back of his throat

Teeth scattered inside him

like diamonds on a blade

I cannot stop kicking, but I'm stuck farther in

ankle

knee

femur

The inside of him is the absence of the universe

neon pulsing, sucking light instead of giving it

a throbbing star of nothing

stripes scraped from the skin of existence

hip bones

shoulders

eyes

it is

like

a void, flushed emptier

it is

like

what

I

deserve