Swords without hilts.

Maple staffs…

flexing, cracking–

WACK, WACK, WACK

–busted palms.

 

Oh you’re gonna get it.

You, are gonna get it.

 

Iron bars…

cold and long,

stiff and stout–

HACK HACK HACK

–broken thumbs.

 

Oh you’re gonna get it.

No, you’re gonna get it.

 

Ironed steel…

slick and strong,

breaks through wind,

raining hard–

SHACK, SHACK

–pinkies gone.

 

Oh, you are gonna get it.

No. You, are gonna get it.

 

Maple, steel,

lead and bronze,

melted, crafted,

shooting–

Published by Luke Meyer

Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot.

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