STINT at nothing, bugler, as you blow that
BUGLE. Drive with vigour and with
RIGOUR a fine-honed, sharp-boned
WEDGE through the enemy’s heart.
Bugler
Month: October 2022
Factionalism
STINT a faction of voice and place for long, then
WEDGE, gaining power, will splinter structure,
BUGLE will sound, martiality metastasize,
RIGOR assert itself where grace had no purchase, give grace no purchase.
Becoming a Warrior
RIGOR of training, answering
BUGLE calls for formation changes:
WEDGE sleep in the crevices of the day, a
STINT that ends too soon every time.
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2022-10-18 words
STINT, WEDGE, BUGLE, RIGOR
Sooty
A
DEMON, randomly appearing, looked
SOOTY. I gave him a clean white
SCARF I’d recently worn as an
EMCEE to wipe his Hellish face.
Fear Will Do The Work
DEMON runs out onto the stage.
SOOTY motes trail unseen from scarlet
SCARF. He smiles, charms, the sardonic
EMCEE: let the crowd’s fears do the work.
Shivering
SCARF against the wind howling like an angry
DEMON, hands shivering, blistered, and
SOOTY from the rush to start a fire
EMCEE not too masterful tonight.
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2022-10-17 words
DEMON, SOOTY, SCARF, EMCEE
Betterer
VIVID is the picture of how late I’m going to be; the
IDLER on my ancient car is playing up – I know it wants to
TEASE me. No mechanic, I scratch my head, then
BELCH! Good old girl! The car is betterer again.
Job Application
IDLER in the lot kicks weeds in pavements cracks,
BELCH of smoke from mill stacks reminds: he must apply, yet
VIVID dreams of different work, of creative venture,
TEASE at his resolve. Will he go home not having tried?