bloody knuckles

my knuckles were bloody
from punching that other kid
in the mouth
breaking a few teeth.
my hand was sore
but he was in more pain
he had to tell his folks
that even though
he was old enough now
to get the death penalty,
a 14 year old he fucked with
busted his face
and ruined all the work
that the orthodontist had done.
i felt good that i beat him
but felt awful too
because i knew
i could never make him feel as bad
as his parents were about to.
i’d never wish that on anyone.

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