It felt very much like being pelted with a softball.
Like the one we used to throw around the yard.
Remember when I threw it too far? Over the fence.
It landed right on the neighbor's deck.
How he was angry and wouldn't let us have it back.
So you took me to the store and bought a new one.
"Man, fuck that guy, I don't know what his problem was.
If he doesn't like us, he can get the fuck out."
"Get the fuck out."
"Get the fuck out."
"Get the fuck out.
-by Joe Altamore, from Monolith of Now
