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he's in my mind, this demon, of all of which i am not.
i take him and all of his inherent flaws out behind the dumpsters and clock the shit out of him.
"you think that you're better than me? fuck you!"
the non-existent phantom of a weak person residing in a non-existent reality shudders and shrinks away; his ghostly hands quivering in the shadows.
i bend down to his head and whisper into his ear; a fresh cut wound drips little deltas of blood from his bruised crown down and into his left eye.
"nobody really wants to be you, or be with you. you do not exist to me. sometimes, even the best of us fall."
he whimpers and yelps as i kick his teeth out.
i leave him, this apparition of everything i am not, out behind the dumpster in my mind. along with a moment of confusion, everything disappears, and although i still am where i am, in everything, i feel a lot better.
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