Be mine. Don't be friendly to other people.
Don't smile at all those other psychopaths.
I want you to drag your feet without me.
I want you to breathe like you're underwater.
I want you to die after each heartbeat.
I want you to feel bad about everything.
Except me. I want you to think of me.
Just me. Think of me as the sun and rain.
Think of me as the center of orbit,
and cold space as your innermost enemy.
Without me, go out and turn up your hat
and beg your betters to toss in nickels
that you scatter in skies sooted in diesel.