a white shirt........................The logins of my coworkers
soft fur...........................scrolled by on the screen
warm milk......................each one speaking to the problem.
the daily in and out flow of a billion bytes.........
rain................................"My screen has been going black."
cold pizza................."Continually I am cut off."
the pine trees overhead......
.........................................The meaning of their names was more
brown grass on the hills...than the letters of the alphabet that composed them.
the children laughing..........
a flowered dress........... in the vast halls of minature chochoos................. a red front door................
on systems where you saw......................
...............................Behind each name were moving fingers on a keyboard.
background noise............Saul in Saratoga
..............maybe looking out the window at his son on the backyard swing.
low flying planes.............Mary in Boca Raton, maybe barely awake,
in a Florida suburb...............alone in the mid morning still wearing
the smell of green grass....a red silk robe. warm sun......................... cold cereal........................ and then along came Mary............................ making things.................... blue shirt....................... making love...................... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... never know why............... nausea.............................. unwashed windows........... a dark corner.................... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................

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