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I hurt everyone who comes within a yard's breath of me.
You start to trust me, and I will tell everyone your darkest weakness.
I will broadcast your whisper from the ionosphere.
I will tell pluto who you are sleeping with.
No one will love me for this. No one will thank me for this.
I show up on your doorstep bereft and lonely.
You will sigh and ache at the discomfort I will soon cause you.
I will laugh too loud. I will take it always just too far.
I will claim that I am honest and that you should love me for this honesty.
I will tell you that I give you a billion times more than the pittance you give me.
I will tell you that I am special and that you just don't appreciate the everything I represent.
I will imply that you are stupid to harbor even the slightest doubt that i am a a fraud to be pitied.
I will be frightened of your entrance into my innermost sanctum, and I will tell you you are wrong to judge me and that I am just being
forthright. I am being honest when all the others lie to you.
I will tell you I know of paul westerburg, and tori and j. mascis and that dylan song and p.j. and hal and li bo and buddha.
I will then tell you I know nothing when you call me on anything.
I will cry when you tell me that I stir you the wrong way.
I will rend my hairshirt and tear out my head hair.
It will verily kill me that I have hurt you.
You will sigh at my dramatics and call me a fool in your head and stroke my furthest put out tentacle.
You will distance me and you will think that you are among the many - the many who have fallen for my shit to just realize that I'm the wizard with a man and a rope behind him.
You will think I am nothing and that you were fooled.
And you were.
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