Tuesday, May 8, 2012

5.8.12 Perfect Warrior


I’m a warrior.  I carry my sword with pride.  My armor glints in the light of the moon and my hair flows out behind me in a gust of superficial wind. 
My horse whinnies its prerecorded whinny.

Captain rides in front.  “Men!  We gather today to fight!” 
Stupid line.  But who cares, I didn’t write it.

We brandish swords and charge.  Enemies fall in perfect time to my swing.  Parry, thrust, kill.  We’ve gotten good at this.

Now the battle’s over.  I have one single cut.  My hair is perfectly styled. 
Battle cannot hurt me.  
They’d lose too many fans.

4 comments:

  1. Oh man, i love this tactful mockery! Especially loved the "stupid line" part for some reason.

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  2. I love this!! I love the last 5 lines.. so that last paragraph.. SO good! :)

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  3. I LOVE this, Bekah!
    The last line is so amazing. :)

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  4. I agree with Kurt - the "stupid line" bit is great.

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