the shadow! it moves! it breathes! watch out, watch out, the bear is awake! at first it seems that time is still, both statues in the atmosphere, while the newly awakened aggravatee acclimates to the sing-song ringing in his ears. then the swarthy stranger's strangled scream slices the sky before a leg lashes like lightning toward the heedless horse who haughtily laughs while whirly, twirly, dancing away to avoid the bite & kiss of the vile, virulent, vigorous kick. the mindless clown laughs & giggles & spins 'round & 'round, a carousel! a carousel! singing out "ring around the rosy! the rosy shadow, the shadow who SCREAMS!" at this the mouth of the clown profoundly points to its new target & bellows a braying such like a burro. maybe not a mule but just a stubborn! 'this is fun, this is fun!' hirsch thinks to himself, what little thinking he can produce. it’s not much but it’s gotten him this far. but how far is far enough? that'll do pig, that'll do.

side-stepping sanity the stud slyly sidles, sliding swiftly to the back of the black boy & hoarsely hollers "choo fucking choo! we're a train, I'm the cabooOooOoOose!" more laughter, he can't help it, what fun it is to be mindless & free. no structure to your thoughts, no responsibilities to tie you down, down, down, to make you accountable; what a life it is to have no life. none could say why he ended up this way, but hey!, who doesn't like dinner & a show? he knows what's coming next, another hoof, another swing, but the clown & the king, they have an understanding. so at least he, hirsch the half-witted, thinks. but it's broken thoughts, jumbled, a mind defiled, a trial to those unfortunate enough for him to find. a treasure, you find treasure! was this raging rogue a treasure?! his eyes widened in disbelief, "i found you, i found you!"