you might be right

You may be right... it may be true... Here comes a healthy swath of them swelling the queue, frenetically anticipating an episode lurid and lewd... Over there a circuit of idiots entertains by dipping into divots, while mindless Alisons execute “oxen’s socks in a box”, “cat’s cradle” and hangman’s knots-- And there goes the trundling savage! His cranium of crushed cabbage, chockfull of porridge and sordid pidgin knowledge- giggling, gone berserk, with truncheons insulting another’s cartilage! But make no mistake!! No one will call you Collateral till you are soundly lateral, dangling from the Mortal Curlicue: a pillaged petal, withered and skeletal....

d w Stojek is a poet, photographer and general nuisance to those within earshot. He is eagerly awaiting the day when ‘Build-a-Bear’ re-opens as a series of genetic labs that will enliven the blighted strip malls of Suburbia.