Wednesday, February 24, 2010

the jerk

I will be having the teeth.
I will be having the dessert.
The woman to your left, shes mine.
I kill horses.
I make easy money.
You are most certainly wrong.
I am most certainly right.

There is no room in my heart for you.
There is no heart in this room for you.
You will never be my valentine.
I will have your finest whelp,
your heaviest cloth,
your most ancient clock.
I will have it now.

I forgot your name.
I've met dozens of people who look just like you.
I can see spirit animals and yours in unappealing.
I can see the future and yours is unappealing.
I am going to write, star and direct in my own feature film.
I don't care how long it takes me.

I am going to be immortalized by a brand name.
Your children will adore me.
Your mother will too.
But you will not,
you most certainly will not.

And it will mean nothing to me.