Implosion
March 20, 2010Desperate for attention he implodes on the corner of broadway and park. Locational metaphors for drama and nature, he assumes will poignantly extend to the concept of the theatre of life to give his death meaning. He assumes wrong. Remains take a while to ID, nothing to scan, nothing to identify.
Fourth case this week.
If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I’d roll to disbelieve. The chief stole my D10′s. Not appropriate for police work. Bullshit. He just wants them for himself. Typical PC, I suppose I should be thankful he just took my stuff and left the other half of the cliché off.
Another imploder, I always get the messy ones. Brainwave. News bulletin explaining a safe clean method for implosion, preferably in some kind of easily disposable plastic bag. Nah…the chief would never go for that. No way, bad publicity.
Plastic isn’t biodegradable.
I always love to read your work. This could make for a great full length story. *lovies*