Personality Type 0.

One by one they dangle,
On ethereal threads.
Nine are present, for it is
A symbol of magic. 

1, to reform – to damn to Hell for scruples’ sake, in a perfect way,
I’ll slice him right off,
Snip.

 2, to help – to thrust into my cur little mouth,
I’ll drown him in my own saliva,
Squelch. 

3, to motivate – to poison me, to compete for the meat on which I must feast,
I’ll eat him up first!
Crunch.

4, to romance – to waste away at the edge of the page; to paint with one’s own blood and dust.
He’ll kill himself.
Splash. 

5, to think – to dissipate on a papery bed, consumed by a hardback solitude,
But I can’t care,
Humph. 

6, to localise – to pickle eyes from vigilance, to sell me out.
I’ll burst his heart,
Pop. 

7, to adventure – To exude life like I exude piss. His skin will melt like a peachy candle.
I’ll light his wick,
Drip. 

8, to challenge – To siphon away at my precious attention, gluttonous for the escapade.
I’ll belay him into oblivion,
Splat. 

9, to keep peace – To rot behind glass whilst the blows keep on coming, one after one. I detest you the most, peacekeeper; take a piece of my soul,
I’ll garrotte you with it,
Splutter.