let myself

Tonight I’m going to have a glass of wine... maybe two. Then I’m going to let myself let myself, and I’m going to allow you to get into my thoughts for a while. Then I’m going to turn you out, for you are just a thought.
Tonight I’m going to imagine I’m a conqueror. I’m going to prepare my army and get hold of my ammunition. I’m going to shoot you right between the eyes unless you surrender and promise to be mine.
Tonight I’m going to show you all my rage. I’m going to let myself take over your mortal coil and clinch a deal with your mind. I’m going to take another glass of wine and toast with you. 'To you, my dear'.