our fences are illustrated by vocabularies. sometimes the coloring is outside of the lines. the district limits are enforced by both sides.

termites and vermin have their dilapidated territories, and infest them freely. upon invading exterior portions, the raid is applied. we tease them in bottles and cages, shaking them around. then proceed to stomp their colonies, and reconstruct them as we see fit.

the drones bite and sting. let this be defined as a race riot, as further retribution will be administered.

they exploit our culture of violence, and organize it in multitudes. microcosms of crime struggling with internal warfare, appearing too inept to address it from without. but for every episode of nightstick justice there is a comparable infestation.

a gathering of misinformed vigilantes taking their flavor of imperialism and colonization to personalized extremes. when comes the time, we will all meet friction in a unified mass grave.