Stories I’m Not Supposed to Tell
We’re reminded that
Truthful is an antonym for romantic.
—Michael Malinowicz
The
dilettantes terrorized
the
hordes of drunken
Santas. It had been
suggested
(advised) that
this,
our historically
jubilant
metaphorical
commingling
of blood
and
market was to be
NO FUN
this go-round
and so,
donning masks,
(black
and white photos
of our very own faces,
as it
were, with eye-shaped
holes
punched into the
appropriate
spots), we
went
about the day and
about
the night terrorizing
the
hundreds of thousands
of
blitzed Santas (poor
sots)
whose notices had been
left at home, seals
unbroken.
