Date: 5/3/2002
To: Everyone everywhere ever
except Charles Dickens
From: flesh of your flesh
RE: accountability
Priority: URGENT
But you won’t, b/c you do like it, it’s your
favorite zero-sum game--you thwart me, I outsmart you, this pisses you off so
you thwart me doubly, I double outsmart you; you asked for this so I’m long
gone now, wasn’t me sent your ego on a thwarting rampage, where absent deviance
rules your world, every expression yet another attempt at out-smarting your
Byzantine new policies, what else could it be, she did it before she’ll do it
again, when in point of facts unbeknownst but very much related to you, as in
twisted business never ends, she folded her hands, it woulda bored her stiff
watching you get twisted she folded her hands, and is down on her knees, did I
do that to you, stupid man, do you know what seeing that does to me, do you
know you could have destroyed both our minds AND bodies much better all
night fucking, are you ready now to lay down your arms and give me the gun?
trouble