I’m going to call out your name from a night car as it drives by your bedroom. You will be shaken awake because your brain will tell you that something awful may have just happened but then you will think that it was just your imagination. The night car will drive by again and this time I will call out your name and dump a bag of empty aluminum cans on the street as the car drives by. The pace of your heartbeat will shoot above a tolerable level so that you will almost jog yourself out of bed and into slippers that you purposely enjoy a lot. It will be the absolute middle of the night when it seems like nothing is alive. You will think dream sequences and compare them to your understanding of reality. With your eyes fully open you will imagine me carrying out public atrocities in order to gain your private attention. I will gain your attention through fear because who knows what I will do when I am in the same room as you. I will be in the same room as you. You will pinch yourself but your consciousness is way more than the difference between waking life and the rest. I am pervasive. I will enter your small abundant sandstone cavities and I won’t evaporate. I am going to remain connected to you because my history says it is so. I am going to wash the brains of history book writers. They will heed the calls of my obsessive plans because people really feel an important divine connection to me. You are the only person who does not feel an important divine connection to me which is perfect because you are the only person I feel an important divine connection to. My very own life is bound to the act of pushing you away and I am agreeable to that life and everyday I accept and reach for the goal of tethering you to my repulsion. I am going to feed you strong magnets in pasta and you will eat and plan on facing away from me. The pasta will taste good on your tongue and you will be frustrated at me for making tasty pasta because you don’t want to like me for anything. I will say that I told you so and that I knew you were wrong about me being a villain. But I am going to be a villain and I am going to do it on purpose because I have learned so much about you and I. It is correct if I am a villain so I will be the best villain and I will do the right damage and I will swing the blade appropriately. Since birth I have learned how to measure pain accurately. I will deliver it exactly as planned. You will see it coming and you will ask for it without actually asking for it. I am going to come with the knife but you know there will be chocolate covered strawberries in the way. The chocolate covered strawberries will fill a mattress underneath me and they will enter my mouth exactly as planned. The chocolate covered strawberries will be from a really nice expensive candy store in a downtown city where lots of great shaped people hang. These chocolate covered strawberries will be the bomb dot com. Exactly as planned I will become distracted and exhausted with my chocolate covered strawberry lust and you will slip away horribly bruised. I will gnaw at my handmade candy for as long as it takes until there are only scraps and I will once again lust to make you feel the feelings of urgent life-threatening danger. How dare you allow candy distractions between us. I will be saturated with the feeling of rage. I will show you how bad it is.
