Nightmares
Rage
by Charles Pyke
My dream began with me entering a coffee shop, and when inside I was presented with staring unwelcome eyes. Every table was fully occupied with young punks, and I immediately felt anger towards them.
I roared at them all, "What the fuck are you looking at!" And an impulse to continue overwhelmed in me, and I stated, "I'm sick and tired of you lousy punks. All you do is sit around all day judging people. Don't you fucking people have anything better to do? You’re all like a bunch of damn birds, squawking all the time about your stupid, pointless issues, and pecking at the flesh of your peers with keen beaks. Well that's not going to work me you little bastard’s. I'm a alley cat you see, I eat your kind for dinner. I will chew you up and spit you out like the foul dirt-bags you are. I will prevent from ever pecking out the eyes of anyone ever again. You'll see, you'll open up those feeble minds of yours, and you'll feel my wrath. Now any one of you who wants to take a swing a me, get up now, I fucking dare you... I dare you to get up now and show me your displeasure to my face, that's if any of you has the guts."
I stood there holding my ground waiting for confrontation, but none of them took me up on my offer. So I made one final statement, "I've now found a very suitable name for you all, I had said your all birds, but I didn't say what kind. I now truly know what I had originally suspected, that your all a bunch of yellow-bellied chickens, I rest my case."
Then as I went over to the counter to purchase a coffee, a real sarcastic punk shouted, "If were all birds buddy, you must be a smelly rat." And the place filled with giggles. Totally enraged I stormed into the sitting area and picked up a fork from one of the tables, and made ghastly use of it. Then I found a gun in my coat pocket, and utilized my weapon of death. I turned the place into a slaughterhouse, a slaughterhouse of punks...
I awoke satisfied the next day.
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