Monday, February 22, 2010

Raw Shark

By Allen Muir

Am home. Been home for some time. Took cough medicine. Regulating sleep.

Feel fine. Sleepy. But fine.

Some tricky things to navigate tomorrow. A few stories. A handful of words. When did it come to pass, that all of mankind managed to put all of worth on paper and ink?

Ammonium chloride taking its toll. Note to self: Never take cough mixture before writing.

I have seen humanity, and I have seen the cities. How dirty, corrupt, blablabla.

Only hope is for cities to kill humanity. That cities will rise. And kill people.

Will stand by and let it happen.

Watch the vermins scutter and skitter and scurry.

Will laugh to see such a sight.