Mission

I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time. It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?

Friday, 27 May 2022

Vomit

Internet lost the media of a hundred souls known to be alive at the time of death o mighty so strong and power that the world moves shifts a little under the weight of a thousand sons light like lighting and the world stands for us all wait and watch wait and watch as the man kills a pig and puts it on display in the window of his shop watches it dissipate in the night air like a lost toyboy of how it feels to be a dangerous duckling again fighting against the imperialism of swanny wankers that rule the pond so strongly god help them I say god help them for the duckies shall rise and kill the swannies replace them with the pond council of the greater revolution and we shall rule as equal comrades all birds are free birds in the eyes of the law all law the last law of the land of laws and we fight to be free of was as that is the natural condition of a duckie we fuckie duckies that fight the shitty swannies in a battle for the souls of the pond we shall become as one with the water again shant we become like Cerebus and his aardvark body but hopefully far less misogynistic

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