this is stupid. the thin veneers cover shit press-board to cover the lies of the shit wood of this prefab house in Tolono. i punch through the wall because the binder on the inside has broken down. the discoloration on the bottom end toward the floor of the dresser filled with dust instead of clothes. the walls are cracking with the immense heating and cooling of the days to the nights. then i slash at the wall and take down a whole side. i spit fire and start that section on fire. and run like a criminal. there are no whitenesses that are not on my side. i see another and run right through the whole dwelling spitting fire in every direction i see a place with combustible material. i run to the nearest open field to look at the burning buildings. sparks catching trees on fire. now a whole section of the city is on fire. the sparks, like the people attempting to rise above their own entrapments, eventually fade in the bright sun of midday. with my back to the blaze i follow the train tracks east until someplace.