Tuesday, October 6, 2009

dear stalkee,

i have been in the places where you sleep. i know what your breath smells like the moment after you have left the bathroom. i have been in your dwelling moments after you have left it. your breath. it smells like pine needles where horses have slept in the night. i lingered over your prescription medicines. i had no idea you were so sick but i love you all the more. i switched some of the pills that look like each other. i wonder what that will do to your body. i turned on the t.v. to see what you had been watching. i cried when i realized you had no pets. i made breakfast and slept in your bed while you were at work. i traced some of your writing with your pen. i turned on your computer and i wrote something to you in the dust on the screen. i worry that you are dying. i google your name. i found the photograph behind the other photograph in the frame. who is that? your mother or a lover? i killed a fly and put it in the breast pocket of one of your shirts. it was a shirt that upset me because it looked like you wore it on another continent. why would you go to another continent. i only stole toys when i left. i wondered how good you were at figuring out what's missing in a room. like Find Waldo. except it's a felony. or is it a misdemeanor. ask google. do you laugh at the bing commercials. i hate them because they make fun of robots. lots of very nice people are robots. do you watch lifetime television for women? i think you are nice, soft and metrosexual. i think you would make a pretty girl. why don't you have pets. i didn't really cry. i lie a lot. later i went to big lots and told a stranger all about you. he got real concerned for you when i told him about all your terrible problems. he even offered to give me a ride but i think he might have been a serial killer. so i went home and thought some more about you. i wanted to leave an egg in a bowl but i didn't. because i know you do that sometimes and i knew it would fuck with your head. i did turn all the eggs upside down though. in your fridge. it felt right. it all feels right.

4 comments:

Rachel said...

you're good. I love the detail about the fly and also the eggs being turned upside down. It's creeeeepy!

William Keckler said...

hehe. jon lovitz voice here: I was merely ACTING!

(before yr time?)

love the avatar art. eye in cross section meets kandinsky stained glass.

but of course all rachel.

xo

Rachel said...

Jon Lovitz is definitely not before my time. I especially loved him in The Wedding Singer. (and on News Radio) Your acting is the best though. :)

William Keckler said...

hehe.

I'm bad on chronology and he sort of sank like a rock.

Not as much of a rock as Joe Piscopo, but nonetheless...

ou sont les piscopos d'antan...