Two by two, to Timbuktu, watching the preamble to his vegetative state
Rope-a-dope, a cautious *****, setting to fire from the gate

Flame surged, feet merged…swept up in a seamless blur
Awareness urged, the white flag’s purged…hallmark in corner paid slur.

Back fed, delusions said, motivation slow to percolate
Quick feed, slow bleed, letting the skin marinate

Light stab, swift jab, birthed through motion
Re-run, high spun, bringing about commotion

Objectivized meat, rinse-repeat, turn a hook to roll the page
Ref stalls, opponent falls, strobe lights flood the stage

Roll to ten, count and spend, nothing goes unchanged
Two to one, sign and done, it’s all prearranged