where the fist flows
along pivoting toes
goes my never-broken nose

faking, then escaping
as a skinny little thing
proclaims oneself to be a king

impatient blood-stained bucket
the sting of a kenyan rocket
will not let itself be cheated

don't be afraid, i think
don't think, i think
as the darkness throws at me a wink

vibrating knees
like a long-mistreated tease
leads a man to self-destruction