A REcollection of anger: smash brothers fury

By Rick Bauccio


Oh, the ridiculous heights I have taken

To attempt to surpass you.        

 

Relaxed,

Gleaming with senseless positivity,

Laid-back,

You.

 

How do you do it?

 

With ease, you were confident to meet your next challenge

Even if it was monstrously larger than you were.

How could a novice accomplish so easily

What I had struggled my whole experience as a player to achieve?

 

You emerged champion on your first attempt, & I had become this pompous witness.

 

I too was crowned champion just a semester ago, but to no avail.

Your power has still exceeded mine, even beyond my laconic reign.

I believed it was our friends, and the ambition to bring them pride

That spurred you on

Beyond your own limits.

 

I found myself with the same friends and strived for such pride,

But my power hadn’t increased at all.

It flatlined.

 

I fought for the pure pleasure of it, for the thrill of the brawl!

Oh I had unmeasurable strength, I spared no one!

Yet you showed mercy to everyone

Even your fiercest opponents

Even me!

 

Watching with angst as Captain Falcon tumbles inevitably

Below the fatal blast-zone lines of the map.

A smirk takes frame upon Sal’s face while

A grimace of rage encapsulates my own.

 

This flashback infuriates me to ponder upon.

 

Perhaps it is my anger that has made me blind to the truth for this long,

I see it now.

This day has made it all too clear.

You win, Sal. You’re the best.

 

…for now.