IF YOU’RE A regular (or a blogular…) you know the drill. If not, you’ll soon see by diverting eyes downwards and reading left to right in a typical English fashion:
One punch. Hospitalised. Boxing still. Still.
Left for dead. Revenge…brr, so cold.
Cutting, stacking, burning; The human sawmill.
Carbon dated. It shouldn’t exist – yet.
The rusty gate squeaked: evil entered.
Bobblehead motionless, by time firefighters arrived.