Collective Unrest

 

10 rules for them to build the weapon

January 8, 2020

1. you have to be at war.

2. if no war exists, convince someone to hold a gun and point.

3. if in state of absolute
                    emergency
          tell the gun to fire.

4. building the weapon requires constant distraction. 

5. the best generals understand
            distraction
                        can be manufactured

6. tell every person
            whose finger
            hasn’t tickled a trigger
                        about that feeling.
 
7. count on feelings overtaking logic
                        in times of challenge.
 
8. answer every question about
                      the weapon
           with proclamation     of necessity.
 
9. if constituents are still unconvinced,
            submit fallacious history
                        in place of reality
 
10. when the weapon is finished,
            it doesn’t matter where it points,
                        you already think you have permission.

Michael Prihoda lives in central Indiana. He is the founding editor of After the Pause, an experimental literary magazine and small press. His work has received nominations for the Pushcart Prize and the Best of the Net Anthology and he is the author of nine poetry collections, most recently Out of the Sky (Hester Glock, 2019).

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