like blink-tagged phrases..........
.................."Legalize this technology," they whispered back........... like blink-tagged phrases.......continually unable to connect to its provider....... making the motions of writing in my notebook........exposing its rusted underbelly........ bearing a brown bag ........his bitter watery coffee vicariously......'a space forever........was gone........"Little girl, will you get me some water?"........the raised red button........creating a twilight semi-darkness........the unmistakable clatter........ without a mask........ white animals of indeterminate species........against the wall........grown enormous on mice and human handouts........a lingering smell of urine........"You noticed that?"........ the water froze on the surface........to the still frozen ground near the river bank......... childlike cries of the hyena pack........like polished chrome........too close to the Interstate........a not exactly full stop........the sound of an unanswered telephone........uninvited guests swarmed........money for beer........so many mistakes........her hands on spinning clay.......the difficulties of acquiring hardware........imprinted with pink orchids........throwing up in the sink........I began to drink........