I stared down at my foe
Lying on the dense forest floor
Bloodied and broken
Harsh shallow breaths,
from both parties are the only thing that break the silence
The calm after our bout of champions
I reach down, with my knuckles wounded and wet
And pull his face close to mine
"You want to remember, boy, that I play to win" I say
"Like the scorpion said to the girl as she lay dying
'You knew I was poison when you picked me up'".