The Misfits, Episode 1 or Chapter 1 rough draft. (I put this one on hold for now, but thought id at least share the finished opening)

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Roadways On the Way to Nothing

I've developed a crush on my feet
They batter the roadway which they do not crack
My flesh and nails disintegrate instead
Bleeding out among the stones
Feeding on the earth like worms feed on dirt
That is the way my blood moves
Like vampire forces against the masses of flowering soil
But that is not the story of this day
This day the cracks of my aching and bloodied feet
They give birth to consequences
Throw down objections on continents
All thirty two hundred miles of obliviousness
Calling me calm when I am anything but
The feet don't lie but this temptation does
Calling it grass when its really mud
Calling it rain when its really salty tears falling from forgotten dreams
When the journey warranted more debates than simply if it should be taken
The who what and why's of a decidedly empty court
And my feet, my broken toes and nails
My decidedly broken self pushing onward and onto the pottery
Maybe some broken glass where the blood does not devour
Only stains.