[Column 10] We know too much
Fuck you, City. Fuck you.
You are all weird and worrying bastards and the City only makes you worse. I guarantee you were unpleasant in your own worlds and your own cities. Don't lie to Spidey, he knows you. I can see inside your filthy head meat. I can see your ugly thought-stuff and I know.
I've been two days hiding in the bath tub, armed to the teeth to avoid you fucks. Do you realize that I can no longer tell when you've become normal again? There are great wrongs walking these streets. Living, breathing wrongs.
Take up heavy sticks, City! Bludgeoning tools, objects to force unpleasantly into the colons of your enemies, guns --if you're cliche-- but something. It is time you all started killing eachother.
Your God, Spider, commands it.
You are all weird and worrying bastards and the City only makes you worse. I guarantee you were unpleasant in your own worlds and your own cities. Don't lie to Spidey, he knows you. I can see inside your filthy head meat. I can see your ugly thought-stuff and I know.
I've been two days hiding in the bath tub, armed to the teeth to avoid you fucks. Do you realize that I can no longer tell when you've become normal again? There are great wrongs walking these streets. Living, breathing wrongs.
Take up heavy sticks, City! Bludgeoning tools, objects to force unpleasantly into the colons of your enemies, guns --if you're cliche-- but something. It is time you all started killing eachother.
Your God, Spider, commands it.