Skip the small talk, because I
don’t want to hear about your
favorite TV show again, I don’t
care if your friends know wealthy
folks, and I could walk naked
during a cold foggy morning, so
I don’t need a weather update;
stop wasting this goddamn life
on bullshit, and tell me something
something that plagues your mind,
something that you would die for.
Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable - your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers - and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults are afraid of themselves.
Black Telephone (Richard Siken)