           Incident Along Fantasy Way 0125 hr 7/28/74
                           The Bubble

There he stood on the corner,
Eyes silently pleading for Escape.
I handed him a small bottle of liquid
From which he withdrew a plastic wand with a loop on the end
And blew a bubble,
Gazing at the window reflection all bubbles show,
Indoors or out,
In this kind of world.

After a while he stepped over to where the window
     would have to be,
Climbed through,
And vanished.

                                   Thomas G. Digby
                                   written 0125 hr  7/28/74
                                   entered 2130 hr  2/08/92
