THE FIGHTER

running circles
you ran ragged
you ran crazy
fucked up speech

we all have potential
not special
cracks, like
no mystery to me

drips from
a precipice
drop feeding
hunger receding (bit by bit)

guess you can name your price
doesn't make it right
guess you can call the shots
now it's all you've got

you fought your thoughts
wound up, bound shut
over and over and over
over and over it's over

you're safe, in sound
hands pressed against knees
making and creating
this, will make ears bleed