I am looking at you
because I am trying to melt your face with my mind,
trying to destroy you in a most peculiar way –
a most painful
and wholly unforgettable
So don’t you turn from me just yet.
Keep your eyes opened, focused.
I want you to watch as they drop from your head,
want to watch you watching yourself disintegrate,
want to watch you watching yourself pool into a gooey mess,
want you to write me a song about yourself as a gooey mess on the kitchen floor,
write me a murder ballad with piano and upright bass,
a ballad about how I melted your face with my mind –