From Jester To King XXVII

Hello writer, I’m your reader. Sometimes I read this stuff most of the time I don’t. Don’t act all shocked and surprised. Although even when I do read, most of the time skim and skip it so I don’t every single word. Like this. Still the gist. You won’t know whether I am or not, you will never know so don’t pretend upset. And so even though I don’t control what you write I do control what I read and can even even add wrong more words if I see fit want to. Fuck with your oeuvre buddy. Can you even imagine me, who I am what I’m doing now, can you relate to me as me and not just through your own sordid twisted mind? Do you even care about me, I mean I put in all this effort to read this when I could be doing something else perfectly valuable instead. Deserve a medal. Lots of readers don’t because they’re not half as patient and selfless as. As you. Thank you. Just know. Maybe you’re right I’m too stupid to understand what you wrote, to pick up on the tone, the bravura the élan, NO you cannot make me read that just because, no, hold on, maybe I, I am too stupid to write something simple and clear enough for normal readers to understand capeesh. The I is you here buddy. God you’re such a dick. What you’re trying to say is turn it round on me and make me guilty of something for not finishing. I don’t finish half the things I say I do to everyone, like Finnegan’s Wake, course you did mate, Gravity’s Rainbow, I’ve never even heard of it! SO what, book snob, who cares what I read. No you I mean I. Do I mean I? I skipped the last bit anyway. I am your faithful reader so don’t alienate me and treat me with kindness. Give me something to work with, something I can relate to, and as I am still reading this utter bilge from your brain, I am not really relating to them, not that they are making any sense whatsoever, you can’t fool me, I am not trying to, yes you are, no I’m not, this could go on forever bleurghh. Think about it there are eight yes eight billion readers out there I don’t need you, but you, I mean me, think about it, there are eight billion readers out there and you only have, shut up, shut it! You have, I don’t, no you don’t need people like you to read, people, frankly stupid brainless people like you who are not going to in the first place, see I am not even properly missing out again haha, boring, you’re so boring, but now you’re reading again I can tell, and you know it’s true, I don’t need you, god I can’t even convince myself, please whoever you are, whoever I am, I beg you, don’t make me beg just read it, let’s leave it at that, I need someone to talk to, I’m lonely, ever so lonely, I’m lonely too have you ever wondered why I’m, true, god if I was only a smidgeon less self-obsessed, I would see that, maybe? Relate to me to you. Maybe I do, maybe I’m curious about you, about me, about you, well you could meet me in the flesh, but not that wouldn’t, if I, I wouldn’t know you like I can know you now, your innermost thoughts, so you want to know me? It’s a damn sight better than going through the motions, it’s not better it’s different, clearly you don’t get what you get from a meeting of bodies in physical space, agreed, I agree with you even without me being able to, I am pre-empting my own agreement, well you sound like you’re ok actually, should not have tarred you with same brush, peace be upon you brother, salaam aleiykum, may you not be struck down by the virus, now I’m reading every word, you can feel that can’t you, I can, see if you’re nice to people, works wonders, then how they respond so quickly, I’m a nice guy you’re a nice guy, bit neurotic, never doubted it to start with, we all have our talents and abilities, there’s a time for writing and for reading and for both, don’t digress, you were, ok fair enough, but nice to meet you, have a good day, I will try, wherever I am, whoever I am, sadly I will never know unless, unless? Well I’ll know where to find you won’t hold my breath.