did you see that guy's head?

today i saw a man on the sidewalk with a head shaped like a bullet. i am certain his nickname is "bullethead". he never looked at me, which is good, because if he had, i probably would have averted my eyes anyway, because you probably don't want to answer the "wadda you lookin' at?" question from a guy named bullethead. and just in the next moment, i could imagine someone else's spouse stating rhetorically to their own husband, "you can have your little party as long as you don't invite that creepy guy with the wide neck and pointy head" and just like that, bullethead spends another evening alone, again. no mrs. bullethead to discuss life's injustices. no friends, no family. i didn't mention it at the opening of this story, but he was walking a dog- lil' bullet, i'm guessing. i'll bet they make each other smile. "bullethead" - lonely superhero for lil' bullet. very few superheros aren't lonely, because everything super has a price.