people who stalk
L Vargas

The people who stalk outside my window are so very frightening. They with their strange styles and loud vocalizations. Their billions of cells moving and migrating and powering such a dangerous weapon as their minds. Who knows what insecurities lie within these magnificent organisms' twisted psychologies will prompt them to tear some person to shreds. The news, like an automated superego, reports of families torn apart by incest and aggression. The children of which are thrust into the world with an attitude of "do or die." Weakness is for the crippled and too often we fall back on the instincts of the savages that live within our minds. The archaic cavemen who are being driven mad by the events unfolding before their very eyes. Chinese water torture has nothing on this shit.