AS IF THE MOST ULTIMATE OF KINGS.

It might have been to viciously slander me; venomously dissolve

me like a piece of frigid shit; an infinite kilometers well beneath
the murderous corpses of all times,
It might have been to reproachfully lambaste me; treacherously
blow me forever and ever and ever away; into the graveyards of
lethally stabbing and shriveled oblivion,
It might have been to sadistically comment upon my
impoverished form; perennially ensure that it floated like the
most lackadaisically frazzled carcass of misery; in between
heaven and disparaging hell,
It might have been to decimate me beyond realms of holistic
recognition; before devilishly feeding every ounce of my
wretchedly decaying carrion; to the hideously scavenging and
cold-blooded vultures,
It might have been to wholesomely defeat every trace of my
tangible existence; compassionately beseech the most uncouthly
truculent demons to excoriate me into a
boundless bits of disastrously terrorizing nothingness,
It might have been to wantonly taint even the most unassailably
righteous fabric of my harmonious survival; with the pathetically
asphyxiating grime of dastardly lies,
It might have been to announce my loss in mind; body and
jubilant form; to the trajectory of this fathomlessly enchanting
planet; whereas I still exuberantly paraded in the aisles of
indefatigably fructifying utopia,
It might have been to ghoulishly bemoan every bit of
philanthropic goodness that I divulged into; salaciously dragging
my name into the coffins of hedonistically flagrant corruption,
It might have been to deliriously torture every bounteously
fantasizing fragment of my brain; with the inconsolably weeping
broomsticks of tyrannizing malice,

It might have been to Spartanly order every rabid dog on this

poignantly ubiquitous planet; to summon as quickly as possible
near my innocuous face; and then
intransigently bite the same as if there wasnt the slightest of
sunset,
It might have been to unstoppably ridicule me; make a blatantly
intolerable parody about each of my weaknesses; to every
organism effulgently breathing on planet divine,
It might have been to satanically deafen even the most
infinitesimal of my senses; numb every gloriously conceivable
movement of my nimble body; with the cries
of outrageously maniacal extinction,
It might have been to unrelentingly drag me to the gallows of
heartlessly maiming confinement; impugning me of the highest
treason ever committed on earth; which I never ever die or could
dream to do,
It might have been to mercilessly pounce upon every imaginable
penny of my unflinching perseverance; wickedly burn the same
into parasitically sordid
flames of lecherous hatred,
It might have been to timelessly jinx every euphorically benign
aspect of my existence; with the brutally ominous chains of
nothingness and the lull of
melancholic debauchery; which suddenly arouse after blissful
life,
It might have been to violently molest every ingredient of my
unimpeachable virginity; with the acrimoniously fetid daggerheads of garrulously rancid
war,
It might have been to metamorphose every bit of pricelessly
inimitable truth in my soul; into the most atrociously degradable
mortuary of sinfully beheading lies,

It might have been to perpetually snap the fangs of my

symbiotically enthralling existence; and then bawdily suck all
lifeless blood from my veins to be the most
sanctimoniously strongest organism alive,
And I really didnt have the tiniest of insinuation as to what were
your intentions everytime you opened your mouth for uttering
my name; but believe me; everytime
when you did actually whisper my name in your sensuously
unparalleled voice; I felt the most pricelessly insuperable man
alive; as if the most ultimate of Kings; on this unshakably
limitless earth divine .