Monday, December 3, 2007

Or So I Like To Think

by Antti M. Mattsson

His grin made me throw a punch.

He kept grinning, and punched me back.

The world went red, as I fell to one knee. I'd feel the hit for days.

I got up, looked him in the eye, and said: "Good hit." I walked away calmly, past him.

I had lost, but with some dignity.

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