THE WEEKEND WARRIORS

Blood will be dripped tonight.

Pain will be had.

We shall distill the hearts of beasts

into our corporate

reedy pale blue bodies

and we shall become monsters of rock

of stone

of steel and iron.

We shall kill with pellets

and gouge with pencils

and ache with whiney intensity.

Muscles will sting

and bones shudder.

Earth will be moved

and tears rinsed out

and bodies?

Bodies shall be crushed

as we live

to forget

just how we live our lives

and dream

of the ways we cannot.