word of the day: angst 

          "son! tell us where you hid the body parts!" the detectives demand.

          it's been nine gruelling hours of interrogation. i finally snap:

"fine! i tossed my eye down the well that drains into Orion's Belt.

i drowned my chest, out at sea, where mermen bathe eternally.

i cut my ear and hurled it at the swirling, starry night.

i scalped my right-side hemisphere and prayed my words took flight..."

          "...this is Delta-Zulu, over...          ...yes... locations — all revealed.

          we'll take him to the ward where writers plagued by angst can heal."