I reigned down a
million little planes.
I fought in all the wars.
Once I was done with my
enemies
nothing was ever the same.
I terrorized.
I was the face of real evil.
There were no ulterior motives.
I was the face of pure evil
for evils sake.
There was no reason. I
Killed all of them
every last one
I watched stone-cold
emotionless
absolutely neutral
as each of them
grimaced
at the horror
that was
the end.

And I opened my eyes at my cubicle desk
stretched a little as my
five minute break came to a close
and started once again
typing
feeling slightly better
but still waiting for 5 o clock.