Thursday, March 03, 2005

I Have Dreams

I Have Dreams

I have dreams
where I set you on fire
just to watch you burn.

I have dreams
where I run you over
with an 18-wheeler,
and then back up and hit you again.
I have dreams

where I put your mangled body
in a wood chipper,
and watch you get chopped into little pieces.
I have dreams
where I stab you with a butcher's knife
and laugh as you gush blood.
“I have dreams
where I watch you bathe
and then throw a toaster in with you”– Niki
I have dreams
where I jab screws in your eye-sockets,
and nail your fingers to the wall.
I have dreams
where I push you out of a moving helicopter
above the Empire State Building,
and you get impaled upon the spike at the top.
I have dreams
where I throw you off of a carnival ride,
and you get beaten by a rabid carnie.
I have dreams
where I fill your food with razor blades and rat poison,
and refuse to help you out when you ask me
with your last dying breath.
I have dreams
where I strangle you with a computer mouse
and then stuff your body in a blue fishing tarp
and dump it in a lake.
I have dreams
Where I tie concrete blocks to your feet
and drop you in the Atlantic Ocean
and then speed away in my boat.
I have dreams
where I send you to Africa
and the little starving children with AIDS
rip the flesh off your muscles and bones while you are still living.
I have dreams
where I slam your head in a window
and then impale it on a stick and beat you with it.
“I have dreams,
where I rip open your abdomen and take out your intestines
and spread them around the room like ornaments,
while I dance” – Niki
I have dreams
where I force you to slit your wrists
“and then I suck your arteries like a straw” – Niki
I have dreams
where I pour hydrochloric acid on you with an eyedropper,
and make beautiful designs of chaos and pain and anarchy.
I have dreams
where I slowly grate your feet off with a cheese grater.
I have dreams
where I inject you with Draino
and watch you scream.
I have dreams
where you die and I laugh.
That doesn’t mean I’m disturbed.
And then I have nightmares
where we all live in sunshine and happiness
and there’s cute little bunnies with their heads still attached,
hopping about in fields of flowers.

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