it's gone very quiet......
is anybody there?
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hellooo-ooo!
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....sighs, scratches middle chin, shuffles uncomfortably in his swivelly chair, preparing to press 'send'.
Somewhere in the distance, a door slams, a dog barks, a cat flaps, a horse flies, a tiger mosquitoes and a tortoise heads.......
I stare disconsolately at my white-swaddled left index digit and try to peck out this message using just the 3 other fingers od that hand. It’s a slow process. What has happened to the rest of us? Have we all whacked our fingers? Deep iron cold seeps through the window in front of me and puddles around my feet. It’s a quiet morning, one kid off to help cook a pancake breakfast the othr sleeping, the cat and dog still sacked out, the NYT beckons but if I succumb thwrell be no work done. We’re trying to complete a 30=ft long wood sculpture for a college building, supposed to install it Thurs/Fri. But for now all is suspended, in suspension, in solution. Some event will precipitate the day.
AK
