To Melodrama (first letter)

You’re realizing a kind of total control.
Mentioning this makes me feel like I’m a part of the act.
You’re denoting all types — all things. You’re doing this as I wonder if you’re mindless — less than a monster — an emptiness that structures by default.
You render singularities unambiguously ambiguous. All is generic. All is heralded. Acknowledgement is everything within your formulaic productions — acknowledgement as being.
You use what appeals to the emotions you’ve defined.
All ruptures are contained by conditioned responses. It’s just like a movie.
Recalling this makes me feel like I’m a part of the act.
The near-dead are in denial. They make a fuss over nothing. They make a scene. They distract themselves. They cling to you desperately, begging for respite. They seem to need a lot of attention.
Don’t worry yourself about the strain (I’m sure you’re not). You’re doing a great job. Most of the audience is already dead.
Pointing this out makes me feel like I’m a part of the act.
jeremy