Dear Sarah Kane

You don't have to show me my nightmares.
or the nightmares of humanity
i already know them,
remember them
see them every once in a while in my sleep
war
blood
rape
blindness
dead babies
hunger
and all.

i don't need to be reminded.
but then again, maybe you didnt write these plays for me
and my likes
and so i will stop here and pass on the opportunity of butchering your every word even as you lie in your grave
tired
hurt
torn
hanged in your bathroom.
maybe i never have to read your words ever again.