Defense

DEFENSE


Punch
Turn
Squat
Kick
Drying blood on the lip
Second punch
Pinned to the wall
I cry
I want out
I just want out!
Twist
Turn
Another cheek
Silenced scream
Foggy mist
Heat
Sweat
Fear

And suddenly quiet
Silence opens door to the endless landscapes
Sound comes back
with trembling wings of the butterfly
with the steps somewhere far
with the thumping heart

Tightened fists
Clenched teeth
Dry eyes

...and precise hit

...and no need to run!