"Let us make that movie, your suggestion"
to take a classic horror tale and turn it round
into a comedic piece of Reduced Shakespeare Theatre,
without the Ides of March and their parody.
Rather, you wanted me to dress in a tutu, parade
myself before the camera with a hockey mask
covering my face and a butcher's knife in my right
hand, the good hand. Didn't H.L. Mencken write
that story already? It seems like a tale he might
spin, accidentally of course, before creating
a biting wit to go with that play.
I was to kill the main characters, make myself
the center of the stage and call myself protagonist
while I Believe in a Thing Called Love acted
as my aggressor. Don't play that song again.
I might just kill.
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