"News Report."
You'll notice I jump from thing to thing.
I'm trying to keep myself interested as well as you.
"News Report."
At 2:00 AM a thing jumping out of a manhole the cover flying
raced down the street emitting wild shrieks of merriment
and lost.
Women on their way from work, chorus girls or actresses
were accosted with huge leaves and made to run,
all either brought down from behind by its flying weight
where it attacked blindly or leaping ahead made them stop
and lie down.
Each hysterical has described it in her way, one
giving the shaggy fur, the next to shank bone of a beast,
and the third its nature from which
as it's seen pus dribbled when she saw no more,
all taking place unnoticed until the first report hours
later when consciousness was regained.
And each from the worst parts of the city
has a telltale sign, the red teeth marks
sunk into the thigh and the smell of a goat clinging
tenaciously through perfume and the bath.