When I was fourteen
I had my last fistfight
which was more of a footfight
as we kept trying to knee each other
until the school guard came by
to separate us
which we allowed all to willingly.

I was trying to defend my pal Stephe
from Chris while Jenn watched.
I don’t know why
I had to defend Stephe’s honor
but that seemed to be the order
of business for the day.

I didn’t beat Chris
nor he me.
We were in a magnet school
for science kids
so we were both
probably more used to taking a blow
than dealing one.

But
not since
have I actively fought with someone
done that kind of damage
or felt it.

Since
so many of my battles
have proved worse.