the cain abrams show

– I am in the audience of the Cain Abrams talk show – Just feet away from you Destiny Blande

– There you are joking with Mister Cain Abrams while we all wait for the show to start – Will this be the day you admit to the Satin Strangler murders – Will you or will you not assume the role of the chosen one – We all want to know

– You have been squandering the creation – Desecrating the Satin Strangler – You have ignored me – You act like I do not exist – But you are the one who does not exist Destiny Blande – Destiny Blande no longer exists without the Satin Strangler – My Satin Strangler

– We all have to shut up – Shut the friggin hell up – We are just the audience – We are nothing – NOTHING – The applause sign controls us like marionettes

– The girl holding cue cards wants to be you – To be the most eligible bachelorette – She does her little tasks around the set – All for someone else – If only she could have been the Satin Strangler – But the media did not select her to play that role – Did they – She just holds words in the air

– You are looking beautiful today Destiny Blande – Everyone in the audience is mesmerized – All of the Satin Strangler fans – They have been herded like sheep into the studio

– You are everything I pictured the Satin Strangler to be – Everything except willing to take on the title – You must decide – Will you be the Satin Strangler – Or will you step away and leave the title for another – Dancing in the middle ruins everything

– I am in the second row – Just a little more than a knife length from you

– Do you know that I am here Destiny Blande – You refused to answer me – Did you think that I would not find you – Did you think that I would not track you down – Dare you try to outsmart me – Dare you scorn your Lord

– Mister Cain Abrams is sitting pretty – Perfect hair – Perfect teeth – He is ready for the cameras – Ready to speak to you – But he has no right to – He is not invested in this – He has not given his soul for the Satin Strangler – You smile and answer his questions – The questions that his writers prepared for him – How much does he know about you – A fraction of what I know

– Why have you decided to break your silence Destiny Blande – To do your first television appearance since the trial – This is the first question that Cain Abrams reads off the cue card – This is what everyone wants to know

– You say you are tired of watching so many others tell your story – The media scum and their devices – Those are not your words but they are your meaning – And the Broadway premiere is scheduled to happen without you – Despite you – To spite you – The lawyer will make more money – Everyone will be rich – Everyone but you – And me – But you do not mention me – And I do not want the money

– You say you will set the record straight – You will tell your own story

– To tell the story of Destiny Blande or the story of the Satin Strangler the brain dead host asks – Which story will you tell – He is off the script for a second – In treacherous waters – The girl with the cue cards looks nervous

– You smile and look out into the mesmerized pathetic drooling faces of the audience – Maybe a little of both you say – You are taking bids to tell your story – The auction starts today – Let the bidding begin

– Fox television has offered you a reality show – How many million for that – You do not say – The movie rights will dwarf that friggin number anyway

– How much money will you make Destiny Blande – All these television and movie deals – Everything you have stolen from the Satin Strangler – STOLEN – Do you wake up at night and wonder who the creator was – Do you ever wonder at all – Does it even matter to you

– When I am awake at night I think of you – Sometimes you are Destiny Blande in my dreams – Sometimes you are the Satin Strangler – The Satin Strangler is my fantasy but Destiny Blande is my nightmare

– Which one will you be – Destiny Blande or the Satin Strangler – Without her creator you would be nothing more than Destiny Blande – No book deals – No movie deals – No future – NOTHING

– Will you claim the story as yours – You are not its creator – The Satin Strangler story started long before you came along – The script was there before fate selected you as the star

– When the Satin Strangler was anyone Destiny Blande was no one – But now they all adore you – They think you are everything – Not as Destiny Blande but as the Satin Strangler

– I want to carve away what is Destiny Blande and leave behind only the Satin Strangler – My blade is sharp – Scars on my palms and soles are proof – Trust me

– Destiny Blande is a parasite attached to the Satin Strangler – She needs to be exterminated – But her grasp is too tight – If I try to remove Destiny Blande now the Satin Strangler will perish – I cannot endanger the Satin Strangler – Only cleanse her – Restore her purest state – The way I always envisioned

– Did you look at me just now Destiny Blande – Yes I am here for you – In the audience – I have been watching – I have been writing to you and waiting for an answer – I will wait no more – You owe me more respect

– Brain Dead Abrams searches for a question – He asks what you look for in a man – Then he giggles like a friggin school girl – He mocks the Satin Strangler but you answer anyway – Someone who is willing to give everything for you – Someone who will put his neck out – The audience laughs – Everyone is so friggin funny

– The knife along my leg is beckoning – Taunting me – But I will have to resist the urge today – Your Lord has better plans for you Destiny Blande – Better plans for the next chapter of the Satin Strangler story

– If you will be the Satin Strangler then have it all – The fame and the riches – But if you only plan to steal from the Satin Strangler as Destiny Blande then prepare to die


– Barabbas

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you poisoned me

– Which one of you snuck into my chamber – Who will betray me with a kiss – Et tu blog reader – Et tu – Benedict Arnolds all of you – My kingdom for hoarse whores – Roaming through enamored Roman numerals of exponentially rising body counts has made me weary – How many has she killed today – I have lost track – Following the most perfect of creations has been a distraction – And one of you snuck into my chamber to pour poison into my ear – The antidote in my medicine cabinet is laced with the poison so I dare not go near it – Synapses of gray and white are criss crossed cross crissed Christ Cross – Zigging where they should be zagging – And vice versa my former friend – Vice versa coming right back at you – The pain you have caused me is great – The buzzing sound that others do not seem to hear and the rage that spins webs in my skull – But I know who you are and where you live as they say – I know who you are – All of you – You have hacked the connection between us with a machete – I used to love you now I have to kill you –

i see you

– You need better locks on your office Horace P Krouch Esquire – They are hardly a challenge for me – What would you do if you saw me in your office – What could you do – NOTHING

– So much blue – EVERYWHERE – Yale diplomas – Yale prints and portraits – Yale coffee table books – Yale chairs and tapestries – Pen and pencil sets – Business card holders – Paper weights – Yale Yale Yale

– Faded photographs of you with your parents – Faded photographs with friends – Where did they all go – Only one recent photograph – You and Destiny Blande – The girl who could be the Satin Strangler – Why does that photograph stands in the spouse position on your desk

– Your desk drawers were unlocked – Except for one – Why that one – I wonder what is inside – What would be too intimate to share with your uninvited visitors

– File cabinets line the walk in closet – An entire cabinet dedicated to the Destiny Blande case – I have been reading – Stacks of articles about Destiny Blande – Most of them tell the story that she has stolen – STOLEN – The story of the Satin Strangler – You have countless photographs of Destiny Blande – You are the president of her fan club – Another disappointing Yale president

– You were smiling like a happy pig in the framed photograph with Destiny Blande – Do you love the fake serial killer girl – Ah no – You are your only true love – Not even most eligible bachelorette Destiny Blande could win over the love of the narcissist – But you want her – Oh how you want her

– I know where you are and how long you will be there – I always know where you are – But today you surprise me – Noise at the front door – You returned quickly – Why so rushed – I stay in the file room and watch through the slots in the door – A fragmented view – You are alone – An easy target – The knife strapped to my thigh is ready

– But you do not open the file room door – Instead you take something from your briefcase – Photos of Destiny Blande – From newspapers and magazines and websites – Photos of the would be Satin Strangler – You check your watch and look at the front door – Are you expecting a visitor – You neatly arrange the photographs across your desk – Your prize possessions

– There is a knock on the front door – One minute you call out – You get undressed – Naked in your office in the middle of the day – Hard at work – Hard at work – You unlock your secret drawer and remove black satin stockings – Piles of them – Tie the stockings around your wrists and ankles – Tightly so your skin turns blue – You check your handiwork and smile with satisfaction – Tie your ankles to the chair with many knots – You have issues Horace P Krouch Esquire – Yale Law Review full view

– Come in now you call out – You swing your bound wrists up and twist the stockings around your neck – So fast – All of this in a minute or two – You have done this before – Many times before – There is now no way to escape without choking yourself

– Your visitor enters – A young woman in a wig and a long coat – Destiny Blande in appearance but yet not Destiny Blande – She is not alarmed at the sight of you – She too has done this before – Many times before – Her clothes drop to the floor until she is left in black satin lingerie – She is here to play out your fantasy

– She straddles you and stretches your arms – It takes so little effort – Your strained breaths whistle as though through a straw – With crackles and gurgles and saliva running down your chin – Then the sounds stop and the color changes in your face – Pink to red to blue – Yale blue – To match the room decorations – It only takes a few moments – You are unconscious – DYING – Pathetic and repulsive

– Your visitor dresses while you lay still – Will she leave you to die – She checks her watch – Takes her time – She stuffs an envelop from the desk into her coat pocket – Probably good pay for a few minutes of work – She cuts the stocking from your neck with scissors – Then leaves before you regain consciousness

– What a chamber of dark secrets your office has been – What if the good old boys at Yale could see what you do in your spare time – What would they say – Maybe we will soon find out – You are boring on the surface – But so deviant on the inside – Hidden secrets waiting to be told

– How easily could I run my knife through your heart right now – But I will be patient – Enjoy this moment – We will be together again soon enough

– I leave as you take your first gasp of air


– Barabbas

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book signing

– You are at Barnes and Noble – Dishonorable Horace P Krouch Esquire – Lawyer author – You will be signing your book – If She Did It – Fiction you say – Satin Strangler fiction – First day on the shelves – But not even on the shelves – In oversized bins lining the entrance walkway – No time to put them on shelves

– Your life is too pathetic to write your own friggin autobiography – You have to desecrate the story of the Satin Strangler – Make a mockery of the legend through your fictionalized Destiny Blande character – FICTION – The Satin Strangler – FICTION – I want to wretch

– You will be rich beyond your wettest dreams – Smiles and signatures – They cheered your court conquests – Now they hang on your every word – Worshipers lined up along the streets – Sea View is bursting at the seams – Where have they all come from – And why – All the beloved – But beloved not of you – Do not fool yourself – These are the mesmerized rank and file of the Satin Strangler minions – You have stolen them from their rightful owner to make a mockery of her legend – To turn her into fiction – FICTION

– Eighteen people and then me – Back up back up – A security guard stares down the crowd – He tries to keep them from you – Chubby tough guy – Flashlight in a holster – Feigning power but wielding none – They all must move back – Or what – Maybe he will shine his light in their faces – Everyone on line will get their turn

– Zit girl at the cash register watches you – She sweeps book after book across the bar code sensor – Credit card after credit card – Twenty dollar bill after twenty dollar bill – All for you

– Fourteen until me – I have lived on this line for over two hours – Suffering the mindless banter of the masses – Beach plans and sports teams and favorite songs – Idle chatter to make a head explode – Now they are nothing but giddy – They know they will meet the famous lawyer author soon – They smile and wave and chuckle to each other like school children on a field trip

– The family in the front of the line stops to take a photo with you – Not just one camera – Everyone in the family has to take a photo – The balding dad and the fat mother and their three freakishly misshapen children – You smile with them Horace P Krouch Esquire – Tough luck the others will have to wait extra time – The security guard waits to let the next set of admirers near you for a few seconds – Reaches for his flashlight in case there is trouble

– My turn is coming – The knife dangling from the holster on my thigh seems heavier – Will today be the day when I make my sacrifice at the altar of the Satin Strangler

– Flashes – From where – From behind me – Rapid fire flashes – The New York Times photographer has come all the way from the big city – NBC races right behind them through the store entrance with video cameras rolling – Everyone in line fixes their hair – SYNCHRONIZED – They need to look pretty on television – The excitement reaches a crescendo – They all hope to star on the news tonight – Smile and wave – They will say hi mom I have been waiting over two hours to buy a book and get an autograph

– I turn so the knife on my thigh is away from the cameras – The world will see it only when I am ready to make the sacrifice – The pig is ready for the slaughter – Just a few feet away

– The cameras lock in on the blonde at the microphone – The human line severs momentarily to allow the reporter and crew through – Security boy flexes his chest and biceps to ripple his chub – Is he ready for a sacrifice today – No he is only posing – Tightens his jaw – The show is on

– The cameras are rolling – The manikin reporter asks why you wrote the book – How you know so much about the murder details – Is Daphne Blain really Destiny Blande – Did Destiny Blande really commit the murders – Did she ever admit to committing the crimes – Were the two of you really lovers – LOVERS – Now there is your fiction

– The reporter brushes blonde from her face – She turns slightly to the right then slightly to the left – Which side is more photogenic – Mirror mirror on the wall – She cares nothing about the facts of the Satin Strangler – The world would be a better place without her blonde dye

– This is my chance to correct the story – I grasp the handle of the knife along my thigh and step forward

– The store manager hands out a series of pre-signed books for the cameras – As though this will pacify us – He points us to the zit girl pushing books along the scanner at the cash register – He thanks us for coming – Mister Krouch has to get to the television studio for an appearance

– But I just want to have a few words with him – Just a few words – A eulogy after I slit the throat of the friggin pig lawyer

– I will have to wait for another day – But I am patient – I must be patient


– Barabbas

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technological progress

– Aldous wrote that technological progress has merely provided us with more efficient means for going backwards – If he thought of it today he could write it and blog it and text it and stream a video about it – Then he could Tweet it around the world for all to hear simultaneously – By tomorrow everyone could forget about it and read what Lady Gaga has to say –

sick of you destiny blande

– You have seen my blogs Destiny Blande – Each and every day – I write them for you and post them here – Are you too busy basking in the glory of the Satin Strangler – Do you not value the seed of your fame – The Lord of your future – Will you feign the blinding of your eyes – The deafening of your ears to me

– We have seen enough of Destiny Blande – We have all been watching – All Destiny all the time – We can all recite your story – Blah blah blah

– Who were you before stealing the title of the Satin Strangler – NOBODY – Just a girl – You were just any friggin girl – Sugar and spice and everything nice

– Now you can build upon the story of the Satin Strangler – But you dare to throw it away

– Like Peter the Rock you stood before the authorities – They said you were the Satin Strangler – That you killed Grant Leighton – But you denied the accusation – They again said you were the Satin Strangler – That you killed Edgar Stahl – But you denied the accusation again – You said you knew not of the Satin Strangler – What will you say the third time they call you the Satin Strangler – Will you deny the accusation again – Will the cock crow a third time

– Why would you deny the gift of the Satin Strangler

– I gave you a chance – I gave you everything

– How did it feel to kill your first victim – To lure him in with a whisper – To have your way with him – To wrap your stockings around his neck and tease him – Tighter – Tighter – Seeing the look on his face change – From ecstasy to dread – From living to dead – To feel the last wisps of air pass through his throat as you the surge of energy took hold of you

– You have no idea how it felt – To kill the first or the 10^th or the 80^th victim – So you denied everything – All you had to do was passively receive the faith of the masses – They believe in you – They all believe that you are THE ONE – You have been acquitted but the world still believes you are the Satin Strangler

– It should all be perfect now – But you will throw it away – You will let the story of the Satin Strangler die in you – But there is far too much to gain – Too much invested to throw it all away

– The next chapters in the story of the Satin Strangler are yet to be written – But you choose to blow it all – You fool yourself into thinking the story is about you Destiny Blande – But this is not your story

– We could have been so successful together – With my brilliance and your good fortune – My creative flare and your ability to be in the right place at the right time – But now our goals are in direct opposition – My desire to keep the Satin Strangler alive – Your yearning to bury her in the past – Will that be your first kill – The death of the Satin Strangler

– My desired outcome and yours are incompatible – They will not coexist in this world


– Barabbas

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electronic media junkie

– I watch you on the train – Another Wall Street addict – You are empty handed and twitching – You look at the others around you wondering if they know – Wondering if they can sense your need – They have no idea – They are texting and emailing and talking on cell phones to people far away – They have no time for you the addict as you run trembling fingers along your pockets looking for a fix – Nothing in the shirt pockets – Nothing – Nothing in the pants either – How could this be – You let out an animalistic groan while calculating how long it will take to get what you need – Is anyone watching – I am watching – I have been watching all along – I know what you need – Beads of sweat form on your upper lip – Where is it – Where is it – You look around again – Wondering who took your fix – Was it the kid playing video games – Was it the woman texting and giggling – You want to punish them for their satisfaction at this moment – But something falls from your jacket and hits the floor – Plastic and metal bouncing across the train – You dive for it – Your fix – The iPhone – Laced with electronic crack that will soon deaden your nerves and ease your mind – I watch you tapping the buttons with a deep orgasmic sigh as the fix courses through your veins – And I pity you –