Imagine your fat-fuck fruit-fly
sissy, pussy, faggot
useless
wormy
pathetic friend.
You ask him to die.
He dies.
You're elated
walking away,
you think how
happy you are
to be
rid of his
relentless
affectation.
Light switches on:
you walk back
and vomit all over his
dead face.
This gives you a
strange sense of satisfaction,
and finally you realize
you envy him.
1998