What Do I Burn First?

That is the question.
Not my writing. Not my paintings.
Not my photographs.
Not my furniture.
Not my mattress.
Not my pets.
Definately not my fanny pack.
What I will eliminate first when it comes time to flee from the authorities are the leeches.
The people who only want favors.
Who use me to hear their complaints.
Who mock my acheivements.
Who never have my back.
Who expound on things they know nothing about.
Who disrespect my wardrobe.
Who don't get my literary references.
Who can't handle my success.
Who don't appreciate my compassion for my fellow man
Who hate my blog