I am satan's shill. I believe nothing, I will say anything. I have no values, friends or family I will not sell into bondage forever for food and for feathers. Dollars will buy me. What can not spend I will burn in an ashtray or shove up my ass. But give me dollars. I am a shill. I demoralize myself. When I finish the blow I take five footballs and pass out. Asleep, I dream I'm awake. I am a shill. My stridulations are filtered. My mockery, my despair, my anguish, like my coming and my going pass ever unnoticed.
I am a satan's shill. One day I will vanish like the a knot in a shoelace. I am a shill. A petty criminal, a peeping Tom, a canvas for others tattoos, a repeater, an NPC.