Realized it had been a while. Thanks for pointing it out, Ceri 🙂 Here’s a very short FF.
[My Eyes Burn: I Can See Your End – February 5, 2005]
The sun is finally out. I lean against a building and slip to the ground, letting the heat soak into my aching bones. I’m worn out and desperately need a break. I know it won’t happen. It never does.
You flop down next to me and grin, exposing your missing teeth. Your stench flies off and assails me, ruining the peace of the moment.
You ask me for money, spittle running down the corner of your lips as you hold out your soot-covered hand. My eyes burn as I see you huddled in an alley, lying in your own filth. A rat chews on your hair and you don’t even notice as ten dollars worth of semen seeps out of your asshole.
I resist the urge to kick some sense into you. “I’ll give you some advice instead,” I tell you rising. “Change your life. Now, or your time is done.”
I walk away knowing you’re flipping me the bird. Tomorrow morning, one will shit on your corpse. Neither one of us will care.
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