Do the Right Thing / Sesame Street

Hilarious.

Megatron says "Fuck you"

Sidewalks swallow rage, absorb bile and bitterness. People are pounded to pieces, pulverized in the wake of my stiletto-ed stride, heels stabbing sans merci, relentless legs scissoring. Every footfall in the frantic, steaming morning, every nocturnal step echoed on empty streets spits "go. fuck. yourself."

These are the days of choler, of ill humour, of the simmering, seething miasma of madness glimpsed through the cracks in a bright smile, from beneath dark-lashed lids, lowered. These are the days of mad dogs and Englishmen and all the glittering assholes with their vacant words and dusty promises and bloody hands.

So give me your words, your laughter, your smell. Your walk. The nearness of you. I will take it, all of it. I will take it all and hide it away so that it won't tear at me as I rush past. That sound...that sound is me gritting my teeth as I write, grinding down the small bones of what once was.