Rampage

We all sat down.1

Tell me about your life.2

I shrug.3

It’s going ok. I mean, I guess it could be worse.4

Next person in line, or circle, or trapazoid.5

My life sucks, I want a new one.6

Like a transplant?7

No, like a brand new life.8

You don’t like things that are used?9

I’ve been used man, I don’t want it anymore.10

I would take your life.11

Of course you would, you’re a glutton for pain.12

Everyone stares, center focused, crazy eyes.13

Next person.14

My life is good, I’m in love.15

Is that all that’s important to you?16

Well… I guess not.17

What else is important to you?18

Um, my health?19

But you’re bulimic aren’t you?20

Silence.21

Maybe.22

I heard you throwing up in the bathroom that night. You’re either bulimic or pregnant.23

Maybe she was drunk.24

Maybe not though. We all know she hates herself.25

Next person.26

My life is a life.27

Oh, ah, good answer.28

How conceptual.29

Make me vomit.30

See, now he’s bulimic.31

It’s a figure of speech asshole.32

Shh, quiet everyone. We’re not here to judge, only to talk.33

Judgement is not something we can stop though, we do it when we open our eyes.34

Yeah, we judge ourselves, each other, our living situation, the weather.35

But that’s not what we’re here to focus on.36

What are we here to focus on?37

Our lives.38

What about our lives? Isn’t there innate judgement in talking about our lives? I mean you asked us how our lives were, isn’t that asking us to reflect upon our being, judge it, then report that verdict to you?39

Silence, gaping open mouth.40

I never thought you were listening.41

I always thought you just wanted us to spill our guts so you’d have interesting drama to listen to. Like we were your E! channel.42

But real.43

When you’re involved in the drama it’s much more entertaining.44

We gather around her, eyes darting like a trapped rat. She breathes faster, heartbeat speeds up.45

You like that we’re all train wrecks. That’s why we’re here, because we’re train wrecks.46

I never meant… you don’t understand, I’m here to help you.47

What have you helped? You’ve done nothing but listen to our unhappiness, and let us rip each other apart. We all know too much about each other. We don’t want to be this intimate.48

You’re a fraud.49

A fraud.50

Fuck frauds, we’ll get rid of you.51

Yeah. 52

We’ll get rid of you and no one will know or care because you exploited us.53

You exploited our tragedy.54

You hurt us for art, for you, for entertainment.55

We hate you.56

Crowd closes in.57

The End.58