Friday, January 23, 2009
Prayers, Portraits, Post-Its (2)
“Sick,” killing people.
Making cops chase him all over creation.
(Creation being some familiar rainy streets.)
Got scared, or tense
anyway. Queasy at times.
(He was very sick. Plus
there were tricks with focus, angles.)
Went for popcorn
when another sicko and a shrink
were sketching his psychological profile.
The lineup was huge.