“Oops” by Lacey

When did Skippy plot to do what he’s doing?

anemone by slenderbodies plays.

I’ve seen ghost shows where celebrities talk about channeling ghosts while on stage. It’s possibly a thing they do. And it seems like the actor is innocent and being kept out of it all…but Skippy isn’t…of this realm. And he’s Lem. But…he’s also a fictional character and the fictional character is not Lem. So he’s a fictional character inspired by Lem. But he’s also a fictional character who is his own person and that person is very possibly Lem’s brother.

She’s been making love to Skippy Handelman for years. And why? Lacey doesn’t know why. But it’s been happening. And yet she’s also been sleeping with Lem. And it’s not incestuous or a conspiracy or a Kennedy-share-a-mate situation.

It’s like Skippy sucked her into a weird metaphysical bubble. And she…can’t do much about it.

The song plays.

“I’m not Skippy.” says Lem.

“Have I slept with you at all?” asks Lacey.

Lem weeps. “Yes.”

“It’s been Skippy too. It’s like… Huh. You’re- Where are you? And where is he?!” asks Lacey.

“I’m pretty sure I’m who you think. When you’re visiting me in my house, it’s me.” says Lem.

“But who has glasses? You or Skippy?” says Lacey.

“Both.” says Lem. “Let’s go to bed!”

“But who am I with?” says Lacey.

They both answer me.

“I can’t. I don’t know how to…pick. I’m not psychologically capable of it. Right now. If I ever was I’m not now. I’m not able to anymore.” says Lacey.

“You can’t pick me?” asks Lem.

“No. I don’t pick people. It’s too sad.

My method for handling that sadness was easy. Because I had a different report with men alive.

But basically I don’t want anyone to get hurt. So I try to hold on until people leave. And see who’s left.” says Lacey.

“That’s…because you can’t figure it out?” says Lem.

“Yes.” says Lacey.

“Do you care?” says Lem.

“Yes.” says Lacey.

“Yeah. You’re too smart.” says Lem.

“Yes. To figure it out. I can’t diagram my thoughts clearly enough in my head.” says Lacey.

“You literally lose track of it all.” says Lem.

“Yeah.” says Lacey.

Later.

“So you have a very strong sense of right and wrong.” says Lem.

“That’s called being normal.” says Lacey. “Isn’t it?”

“Yes.” says Lem.

“So what’s your point?!??!” yells Lacey.

“Let’s go to bed.” says Lem.

Later.

“I’m sorry. You confuse me.” says Lacey.

“No. I rip your soul out and that’s not all. But…it’s time for bed.” says Lem.

“With you or Skippy?” says Lacey.

“Me.” says Lem.