A pensioner falls hard on the pavement
clutching his pigeon chest
he acts as an ill-advised traffic cone
interrupting the morning commute.
People step over
even the Samaritans.
His mouth opens, directed by Cronenberg
his liver gurgles because of the Kronenbourg
a dramatic wail causes further interruption.
One lady passerby removes the earpiece from her
iPod just so she can hear her
own astute proclamation of
'What the fuck.'