Keep the streets empty

Someone keep the streets empty for me. I’ll walk them with my bare feet and feel the cracks with the curling tips of my toes, scuffing my nails but I won’t care. He walked along this way before, parting the crowd like an ice breaker. They part for me but for different reasons. Each of us has his own way. Whatever works, we’re practical folk. The thought of him, touching him, foot to foot, letting the warm pavement crawl up my bones, allowing for a shivering moment of success and small pleasures. It leaves though, with sudden flashes of realisation, knowing that this isn’t possible and people are looking. Fuck the people, fuck their pig eyes. 

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Continuing my rebellion against the book. Also having auditions for a Famous Friend, please send a message of sincere appreciation and your claim(s) to fame. My preference would be Simon Amstell or Die Antwoord, although Die Antwoord scare me. However I have embraced the fact that humans are quite scary by default, so I'm sure we can sort something out. Call me.

Miloje

“Dearest, speak to us, dearest.”

“Yes, speak to us. The lies will fester and their humours will ferment”

“Speak to us.”

“Speak, dearest.”

“Your lies hurt us, but we will still help you.”

Miloje could not open his eyes. He could not bring his hands up to feel them, though he knew they would be raw and taught. His ear was gone and had shut from the humours escaping. The lies were preventing him from hearing the truth, the priests were right, and they crowded around his good and still faithful ear.

“There is time… to make things right… Tell us and free yourself from this burden.”

             “…still time”

                                   “…why do you hurt us?”

They couldn’t save him, he no longer knew any truths.

Stars

Dmitar had been dreaming again. Out his window he could still see the Palace Gigantic in the moonlight, outlined as a starless darkness against the speckled night sky. Laying there he often imagined it as a great gorge in the stars, a spreading crack that kept its own constellations of priests going from window to window with their tallow buckets announcing the dead. They sang about his parents. About their crimes and their admissions, whispered to the Turgohl through scabbed lips. They disgusted him but he couldn’t stop himself from missing them as he sat wrapped in his burlap blanket blinking back sleep.

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I write little things while I do tedious editing. I think I'll be posting them so I can look back over them as time goes on.

A Churlish Disregard for Decency

Ahoy you gorbellied, bat-fowling strumpets! I found a collection of Shakespearean insults today and thought "What a marvellous d100 table they would make". So I slapped some numbers on the side and made one. Roll once on each column for instant classy comebacks.

01-02	Artless	Base-court	Apple-john
03-04	Bawdy	Bat-fowling	Baggage
05-06	Beslubbering	Beef-witted	Barnacle
07-08	Bootless	Beetle-headed	Bladder
09-10	Churlish	Boil-brained	Boar-pig
11-12	Cockered	Clapper-clawed	Bugbear
13-14	Clouted	Clay-brained	Bum-bailey
15-16	Craven	Common-kissing	Canker-blossom
17-18	Currish	Crook-pated	Clack-dish
19-20	Dankish	Dismal-dreaming	Clotpole
21-22	Dissembling	Dizzy-eyed	Coxcomb
23-24	Droning	Doghearted	Codpiece
25-26	Errant	Dread-bolted	Death-token
27-28	Fawning	Earth-vexing	Dewberry
29-30	Fobbing	Elf-skinned	Flap-dragon
31-32	Froward	Fat-kidneyed	Flax-wrench
33-34	Frothy	Fen-sucked	Flirt-gill
35-36	Gleeking	Flap-mouther	Foot-licker
37-38	Goatish	Fly-bitten	Fustliarian
39-40	Gorbellied	Folly-fallen	Giglet
41-42	Impertinent	Fool-born	Gudgeon
43-44	Infectious	Full-gorged	Haggard
45-46	Jarring	Guts-griping	Harpy
47-48	Loggerheaded	Half-Faced	Hedge-pig
49-50	Lumpish	Hasty-witted	Horn-beast
51-52	Mammering	Hedge-born	Hugger-mugger
53-54	Mangled	Hell-hated	Joithead
55-56	Mewling	Idle-headed	Lewdster
57-58	Paunchy	Ill-breeding	Lout
59-60	Pribbling	Ill-nurtured	Maggot-pie
61-62	Puking	Knotty-pated	Malt-worm
63-64	Puny	Milk-livered	Mammet
65-66	Qualling	Motley-minded	Measle
67-68	Rank	Onion-eyed	Minnow
69-70	Reeky	Plume-plucked	Miscreant
71-72	Roguish	Pottle-deep	Moldwarp
73-74	Ruttish	Pox-marked	Mumble-news
75-76	Saucy	Reeling-ripe	Nut-hook
77-78	Spleeny	Rough-hewn	Pigeon-egg
79-80	Spongy	Rude-growing	Pignut
81-82	Surly	Rump-fed	Puttock
83-84	Tottering	Shard-borne	Pumpion
85-86	Unmuzzled	Sheep-biting	Ratsbane
87-88	Vain	Spur-galled	Scut
89-90	Venomed	Swag-bellied	Skainsmate
91-92	Villainous	Tardy-gaited	Strumpet
93-94	Warped	Tickle-brained	Varlot
95-96	Wayward	Toad-spotted	Vassal
97-98	Weedy	Unchin-shouted	Whey-face
99-100	Yeasty	Weather-bitten	Wagtail

May all your games be ruder for it.