With just ninety seconds to live
He decided that he better change
Yes, with it all coming to an abrupt end
He realized he needed to stop playing pretend
And start really living
His belly was cut open
A knife had been in it a few minutes ago
And the blood was flowing out onto the street
He was grabbing at his stomach
Holding in as much as he could
It was dark and cold outside of the bar
There wasn’t a single star in the sky
There was only clouds and rain up there
He watched his blood get washed away by the rain
A lady had bumped into him, spilling her drink on herself
Her boyfriend
Came to her rescue by getting in the face of the man
He was yelling at him, screaming profanities
And the man calmly suggested that they step outside
“Settle it like men,”
That’s really what he said
So they stepped out into the cold, dark night
With the lady hysterically cheering on her man
They fought with their fist
And the man was a pretty slick boxer
He was smiling and laughing, toying with the boyfriend
Landing jabs at will
Setting up his cross
Dancing and showboating in the street
“C’mon Devin! Get your ass up!” his lady called out.
Devin got up, wiped some blood away from his nose, and pulled out a knife
The man knew what he should do
He knew that even if you are slick boxer, if a man with a knife comes out you, you should run
Yes, he knew that
But on this night
We was feeling extra cocky
Probably from the tequila shots ten minutes before
Fist can’t beat a knife
They just can’t
It’s not like it is in the movies
It’s really not
Devin rushed him
And the man used his boxing footwork to pivot
But this time
When he went to counter
Devin sliced at the wrist and arms
Cutting him open
He’s really trying to kill me now
How fun
That’s what he thought
He really did think that
He has a couple screws loose
That’s why now
As he quickly bleeds out on the street
He knows for sure that he needs to change
Probably get some mental help or something
He looked at the cuts on his arm with fascination
And then he looked at Devin
The man was also covered in blood
With his face swollen and bruised
His right eye was almost swollen shut
“Get that sonofabitch, Devin! Get him!”
The man had decided that he would shoot for a double leg take down and try to disarm Devin
So he faked the jap to raise the man's arms up to defend it
And went in for the takedown
He managed to get his hands locked behind Devin’s hip
And pick him up and slammed him hard on the pavement
Devin’s head had hit the ground and bounced of it
He was knocked out cold
The man searched for the knife that had been in his attackers hand a second ago
But he couldn’t find it anywhere
The girlfriend let out a horrible scream
The street lights flickered
And a cold wind came bursting through
Where’s that damn knife??
It was just in his right hand
Where is it??
He stood up and looked around
But he stumbled when he stood up, feeling lightheaded
And then he felt the pain in his belly for the first time
The man’s knife was sticking out of it
“Oh,” he said.
He stumbled backwards
“This is going to hurt.”
He reached down and grabbed the handle of the knife
And in one swift motion
He pulled it out
He moaned in pain
And in that moment
He decided to change
So
He did
For the last ninety seconds of his life
He was a little different.
And that’s how he wound up bleeding out in this street outside of a shitty dive bar in his hometown.
CH 12/16/24
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