Hey, who started the fire?

What fire?

The one they’re not talking about.

Who’s They?

The fuckers that started the fire.

Listen, I don’t know anything about no fire

or what the fuck you’re talking about.

At least I’m talking about it.  You’d think they’d be talking about it.  But I can’t find anything on the web about the fire.  Except that it happened.

And when was this?

Few days ago.  Tuesday.

Old news now.  No wonder they’re not talking about it.  Who cares?

Man, you don’t get it.  This was a really important fire.  There should be some news about it.  But there ain’t.

How ’bout them Red Sox?  Assholes!

Jesus Christ!  You know, some day, if this shit keeps up, we won’t be able to find out what the Red Sox are doing. Just like the fire.

What?  There was a fire at Fenway?!  Why the fuck didn’t you say so!

Hey, where’re you going?

To a TV.  Fox News, whatever.  Got to find out about this fire!

Jeez, look at him go.  Should have said “where’s the fire?”  

What fire?

Excuse me, lady?

I heard you just now as I was passing.  Talking about a fire.  What fire?

Oh, that.  Nothing.  There’s no fire.  I was just talking to myself.

Well, you shouldn’t talk to yourself out loud about fires.  People might get the wrong ideas.

Jeez.  Do ya think?

Peter Buknatski

Montpelier, vt.