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May 28, 2005
Michele: God Hates Us All
My rage has become too big to hold. Unleashed, it swirls and circles. It engulfs the world as a malevolent sky.
I spit acid rain. I breathe fire and cities erupt. Bloated, black clouds follow me.
I'm all monster now, bellowing out wind, filling canyons with my acrid piss.
My rampage tires me.
I rest at a supermarket, lay down in aisle 6 - cereal and holy votive candles. Jesus and Mary stare at me. I fall asleep between the Apple Jacks and Corn Pops, and when I wake my neck is stiff and everyone is gone.
Everyone.
I’m sorry.
Comments
I couldn't help but notice what cereals you collapsed between...
Still searching for the last saberspoon, are you?
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