Monday, November 9, 2009

Such As This

Russell Strokes was having a bad year the Wednesday
he looked out the window of his third floor, Amsterdam Avenue apartment,

and caught sight of Peter Lu on the street below. Peter Lu,
Owner and Manager of Quik 4 U Laundry and Dry Cleaning.

Through the glass pane, Strokes shouted: "Hey you stinking, goddamn Chink,
you're putting too much starch in my underwears."

In the company of wife and children, Mr. Lu conveniently ignored the insult.
Furthermore, he recognized the voice as that of a regular pain in customer relations.

Strokes kept on ranting, when suddenly Lu felt an arm
three stories' length, lock onto his right shoulder blade.

Alright, already, stick and stones may break my bones.
Words shall never harm me, but don't dream of ever threatening my family.

Lu was about to apply a Shogun thumb to the aggressor's thorax,
which would have been severely disabling, especially, to one so filled with smoke and trash.

What occurred next was as unexpected as it was unsightly.
Stokes mysteriously fell out the window of his third floor Amsterdam apartment,

and on impact, his skull separated terribly into yolk and severed pieces.
Such is the fate of violence unwelcome and unjustified.

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