Fight me,
Across any Medium you choose.
Just happy to have a new challenge.
New thing to play,
Master,
Toss upon my piled scraps –
Within My Psychic Junkyard.
Sometimes,
Rival or Nemesis or Not…
Same goes for them.
They become a thing.
With which to play.
To Master.
Toss upon my piles.
Ravish.