What I am trying to work out
- and this is a sincere question -
is why or how (or even when) it is
~or ever would be - OK for me to be
so drained financially, in every sense,
that we cannot afford to buy food.
How does that represent an OK
outcome of your planning, your plotting,
your scheming? How can this be the
outcome you sought? And yet it seems,
yet again, that this is entirely the
desired effect. Look, I’ve pulled the exit cord,
I’ve signalled in every way at my disposal
(and some that are not, but I used them
anyway) that I’m done with this repeating
cycle of penury and lack. And yet still you persist
with your outrageous misuse of my life.
What should I do? A member of your
number is hungry - and will be sick, very sick, soon
with that hunger. That hunger has arisen entirely
as the inevitable consequence of all of your
corrosive mendacities. How is it OK - how
was it EVER OK - to treat me like this?
Yeah, you better believe I am calling
this out - and loudly - and my noise will find
its mark, so that your amused indifference
is revealed for the disgusting sham that it is.
And every person who willingly allowed this to
occur, once, twice, or the third
time now, will be denounced amongst their
peers, yes, this and every time, until
this mode of my suffering is erased
permanently. And even then your names
will fall from my parched, worn out mouth
until nothing is left but the marks of
your crime seared into the shadows
of the earth.
