Monday, May 29, 2006

Surreal Feast

The news reporters came on the scene wearing robes and beating gongs. Celebrity midgets offered them coffee in cement mugs. The accused woman mumbled her rant in a Styrofoam microphone. The only listener who applauded the speech was the Tough who had cymbals for hands. The whore’s butler rang. Everyone sat for a feast funded by the local grocery girl. Toast! To the gathering of the wrong place at the wrong time. Everyone raised their glasses at the moment every drinking vessel shattered. Hands dripped wine and blood. During the meal, cameramen grinned while chewing the shards.

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