my almost asleep consciousness
is a scary place to be
laughing in my head
at the hot dog connoisseur
who waves dismissively
at two hot dog stands,
those places? insults
to hot dogs

and then wondering
what it takes to be offensive
to a hot dog, of all things,
and before I finish the thought,
I see a hot dog being slid
up someone’s nostril till the end
disappears inside –
body horror, invented by my own
brain, what the ever-loving excrement