Musical Interlude: Future Legend

[sechan19]

"And in the death,
as the last few corpses
lay rotting on the slimy thoroughfare,
the shutters lifted an inch in Temperance Building
high on Poacher's Hill,
and red, mutant eyes gazed down on Hunger City.
No more big wheels.

Fleas the size of rats
sucked on rats the size of cats,
and ten-thousand peoploids split into small tribes,
like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue.
Ripping and rewraping mink and shiny silver fox,
now legwarmers.
Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald
--any day now.

The year of the Diamond Dogs.

This ain't rock 'n' roll;
this is genocide."

~ David Bowie