The Absence of Wavelength

Lesson In Villainy (the final years)

My bare light bulb burned out weeks ago and I have been sitting in the dark ever since.

There’s a twist to this story. It seems I’m the villain! I never saw that coming.

While accepting this mantle —
It’s a dubious award...but since no other distinction is forthcoming...sure,
why not make me your enemy. Now
go ignorantly into that alleged haunted abode and explore unusual noises.

Thank You.
Stepping off.
Would you prefer I leer as I part?
Not who I am
I’m not your sinister.
Go look in the mirror for the forming shapes.


A Seperate Thought, Connected...

What if there are no protagonists? It's just who is the bigger villain. Do we pity the weakest villain? Who are we to judge who's the bad guy? Is the reader the villain? The writer? The publisher?
We should broaden our scope. Really look around the room. Yeah, we're all villains in someone else's eyes and we want the other guy to pity us for being cast in that role.
It's like that glass houses thing.
Even villains do something righteous from time to time, help another, maybe see in others what we see in ourselves: a chance for redemption. But, we're all just fed through that machine, trying to be seen as good. Redemption is not coming...no. The longer the wait, the harder the villain becomes. Truly pity him...because it's really going to get ugly. He has no other options than to play his part.

Copy, paste
Revisit again
I'm sure
Another time
Life in glorious rewrite
Forever unfinished
Stop!

Never mind
I forgot
This ride
Makes no stops

Contempt
Resu...
Never mind.


File under: Moot Arguments and
similar stuff it's unhealthy to ponder
inevitably