30. My Rage Spoke Before I Did

My Rage Spoke Before I Did

and I launched myself at her

knocking us both to the ground

as she laughed at me.

How dare she.

How dare she.

HOW DARE SHE!

The anger in me was taking

the form of fists that landed

as blows on her face,

but like her anger and wit,

Styx was quick. She soon dodged

so my fists hit the ground

beside her instead, and then

her bony knees

grasped my hips and turned us over,

but before she could land

her fist in my face,

I grabbed her forearms

and tried to turn us over yet again.

This time, however,

we slipped over the edge

and into the water we fell.

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