Those least suspected moments are real page turners . . .
A blank space appears. . . teasingly . . .
Each night grayed-out . . . the same . . . the same . . .
I could be wrong but for all intents and purposes . . . frozen solid . . .
The unreliability quotient . . . quite obvious
in the face of things . . . as laid out . . .
Stopped and patted-down . . . you no longer matter . . .
as if one road rage led to another . . . and another . . .
with letters of introduction missing . . . from the alphabet . . .
Some debaters bail, decked out in madras thigh-highs . . .
no doubt to spark controversy . . .
Insignificant patter fills the aquifer . . .
adding insult to injury . . . just for the heck of it I'm sure . . .
After Dear Johning entry-level supplicants
pedaling backstory emails, you wallow . . . encrypted . . .
It's the kind of thing some would translate
but certainly not anyone from our neck of the woods . . .
Twelve stone four something . . .
The takeaway piss-poor . . . perma-grinned . . .
Allegations of usurpation shadow you . . . making it into the finals . . .
The square root of a chessboard? . . . If only . . .
Whoa! . . . That was . . .
