You want so badly to be under my feet. I want so badly for you to be gone. You lay down beneath me and I place my feet over your face. You can’t breathe. I press harder. I pull my feet away to laugh at your face. You let me do it again, you’re just so happy to be here… you would do anything for me. You don’t need to breathe and I don’t want you to. Eventually there is no way for air to get past my feet and into your lungs. I giggle and watch you expire… is there any better way to go?
