The Draft

Am I there with you in the trenches.

No.
I'm out here in the street getting beaten to a pulp.

So.
Maybe.
You should offer a prayer to the drunks in the alley.

Instead.
Of.
All these pantomime heros cum body bags that glory in death.

At.
Least.
The violence I engage in isn't taken out on the onlookers, in fact, they cheer.

So much.
Less.
Collateral damage when I'm eating the curb and not a bullet.

So.
Potentially.
Don't come to me when you want some sort of violence you won't even.

Participate.
In.