Control Freak
A Poem by TTBoy
Neither talk to me
nor ask me to respond to you
Do what you must do
indirectly
and be gone
There is a part of you and a
piece of you I want to diminish
along with the labotomy that
you need
for exhibiting such wicked and pitiful behavior
Giving you the nickname
freak-a-lean
is way too good for you
but I do feel sorry for everyone you
come in contact with
because they will see my power in your
sunken doe-like eyes
and will want to experience what you had
forever
You should never have escaped me
What will you do now?
Go back to being a Candy Striper?
There’s no way anybody would believe your
name is Candy
Striper, maybe
because of the way you clawed the walls
trying to get away from those tarantulas that
somehow escaped the bucket they were in while you
were in that dimly lit pit
There’s no way to duplicate that
It’s too classic
But you had fun, didn’t you?
Now this is how this is going to work
I am going to call you every three hours from now on
and you better answer
If you don’t,
just remember, I know you
And to everyone listening to this message,
you’re all surrounded
