Thus Saith My Wicked Heart

Dear somebody-somebody,

I am not demanding. I dun ask for much. But there is this one tiny thing in my wicked-trying to be pure heart. I dun pray against natural disasters, heck I dun even pray for global peace. But this one thing. I pray that you will never ever talk to me again. I know its wicked, dark and twisted, but if you have nothing good to say, I'd rather we not converse for the rest of eternity. God keep you safe and healthy and able-bodied, but I wish not to talk to you.

Thank you very much.