Use of Weapons
“Banks - Use of Weapons Use of Weapons Iain M. Banks Published: 1990. ISBN: 1 85723 135 X For Mic.
Acknowledgement I blame Ken MacLeod for the whole thing. It was his idea to argue the old warrior out of retirement, and he suggested the fitness program, too.
'Slight Mechanical Destruction' Zakalwe enfranchised; Those lazy curls of smoke above the city, Black wormholes in the air of noontime's bright Ground Zero.
Did they tell you what you wanted to be told?
Or rain-skinned on a con...crete fastness, Fortress island in the flood; You walked amongst the smashed machines, And looked through undrugged eyes For engines of another war, And an attrition of the soul and the device.
With craft and plane and ship, And gun and drone and field you played, and Wrote an allegory of your regress In other people's tears and blood; The tentative poetics of your rise From a mere and shoddy grace.
And those who found you, Took, remade you ('Hey, my boy, it's you and us knife missiles now, Our lunge and speed and bloody secret: The way to a man's heart is through his chest!') - They thought you were their plaything, Savage child; the throwback from wayback Expedient because Utopia spawns few warriors.MoreLess
Acknowledgement I blame Ken MacLeod for the whole thing. It was his idea to argue the old warrior out of retirement, and he suggested the fitness program, too.
'Slight Mechanical Destruction' Zakalwe enfranchised; Those lazy curls of smoke above the city, Black wormholes in the air of noontime's bright Ground Zero.
Did they tell you what you wanted to be told?
Or rain-skinned on a con...crete fastness, Fortress island in the flood; You walked amongst the smashed machines, And looked through undrugged eyes For engines of another war, And an attrition of the soul and the device.
With craft and plane and ship, And gun and drone and field you played, and Wrote an allegory of your regress In other people's tears and blood; The tentative poetics of your rise From a mere and shoddy grace.
And those who found you, Took, remade you ('Hey, my boy, it's you and us knife missiles now, Our lunge and speed and bloody secret: The way to a man's heart is through his chest!') - They thought you were their plaything, Savage child; the throwback from wayback Expedient because Utopia spawns few warriors.MoreLess
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