An odor of sulfur
Last night there were fireworks
over New York Harbor, and rather than ascribe them to celebration of another record day on Wall Street or some celeb's wedding, I chose to believe they were exploding over the death of the Blind Shit Sheik
. I even fancied they'd tied him to one of the bigger rockets and sent him aloft, to explode over Ground Zero.
Posted on 12/15/2006 7:19 AM by Robert Bove