Thursday, May 9, 2013

Death (For 5.8.2013)


“Please sir,” 

Shut up you worm. How dare you speak to me? Do you not realize that with a single twitch I could snuff out your miserable light of existence? 

“Yes, my man, stand and address me!” 

How dare you think you can address me so informally. Do you not realize who I am to you? 

“I am wondering, sir, what it is you want from us?” 

What I want from you is death. The light fading from your eyes as I smile pleasantly. Do you not realize these pleasantries are but a mask?

I want your life.” 

Death.

“Father!”  

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