Freeverse 92

4/12/19

the sweaty combatants dueled energetically
over nothing important
they tensed towards each other
the last clank made an echo of a scream
and the opponent slumped into a frail pile
an old man whittled on the sidelines
using a rusty brown knife
and smiled approvingly
the noisy crowd swiftly dissolved

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