story
one of these days,
i'm going to tell my story
and you won't be able to escape any more.
you will forever be in print.
your sins and transgressions
forever recorded.
that is what i want.
i want you in ink.
stored on my shelf with the binding sparkling in the sun
next to aristotle and hooks because that is where you fit
in my life.
and maybe you do not understand
but my life is characterized
and plotted
by books
and authors.
you may not understand your place
in my life
but you cannot deny that you
were, are, and always will be
a part of my life
whether you want to be or not.
the effect you have had on me is greater than even
i like to admit
but i will continue to put it on paper, in ink.
and you will suffer at my hands and my pen.
i feel that is what your sentence requires.
you deserve your own book, a biography.
but it is my creation and
you will have no say.
but everything i say is the truth.
for your biography is my memoir.
so brace yourself for what i will produce
because not only do i have power
over my life
but i have considerable power
over yours as well.
no, you have no choice.
i am goddess divine
of my story.