You imagine
bruising the bully
who once burned you
with the firecracker
down your pants —
beating then cutting him,
exposing the bone and
watching him bleed
as you fork him
onto the barbecue —
as the coals
spit their fireworks:
everything red,
white and blue.
Grill marks stark
as prison bars
on the meat
as you celebrate
your freedom
and imagine.
I’ve imagined revenge on bullies and other bad guys more than a few times but never taken to that level! Seriously dark stuff. Fun to read too!