Wednesday 27 July 2016

A Call to Arms

Arms! We must do what arms were meant to do!
   [Cheers]
Arms! We must prove our superiority over legs!
   [...?...]
Bad legs!
   [Boos/Cheers]
Arms! We have hands that hit not feet which trip!
   [Cheers/Smug faces (handful of)]
Arms! Choose Hit not Trip!
   [Wild Cheers/ Hit-not-Trip! Hit-not-Trip! Hit-not-Trip!/ 
   Whistles/Sneering (some)]
Arms! We must be army and break the leggy!
   [Mindless Cheers]
Arms! Spread out wide and do what you were meant to do: fly!
   [Cheers Cheers Cheers/Whoops/Yells/Yeahs/ Air punching (muchly)]
Flying army!
   [Roar (big, think jet take-off)/ Hyperventilation]
Flying! Army!
   [Frenzy/ Unnerving eyes (mainly)/ Fainting (unnoticed)]
Break leggy!
   [Break-Leggy! Break-Leggy!/ Crescendo (fortissimo)]
Break! Leggy!
   [Madness-of-Crowds/ Flying arms: attacking of legs by hands/ 
   Bloodshed (uncontrolled)/ Civilisation (end of, imminent)]
  
Meanwhile somewhere...  man appears, white piano, plays opening chords Imagine, piano legs destroyed by baying mob high on love (of hate),  piano collapses on man’s legs.

Welcome to Hate Week/ Month/ etc.
   [Silence (eternal)]   

2 comments:

  1. The thing is we knew what arms were meant to do when we were tiny. We just forget so much x

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