| So Long to All of That
A comprehensive statement is
needed.
A comprehensive statement shall be made.
Whither, flourish, it's
all about the guessing.
In the first stages of miscorrelation there is
water earth
air fire.
How about the time, unbeknownst
to you, that you
were followed?
You had not an inkling, not a tingle.
Second sense?
Not when the first is still swimming 'neath the surface.
A long
smooth stalking.
Luxury.
Jimbo bangs his head,
bangs the
door,
gone before you see the blood spot.
Must be the wind.
Good sport Jimbo, and he did make for good sport.
You were there and you should know.
No statement comprehensive enough for stealth purposes,
and
stealth purposes are all that matter
after you take earth out of the
equation,
after you drain the water out,
after you double the
air and half the fire.
James (as he prefers to be called)
takes a long drag off a
short life and holds it indefinitely.
Lighter
than air, even given the mass quantities of air that
seem to be accumulating with out anybody's notice. Anyone who counts at least.
Jimbo/James doesn't count,
And doesn't feel that you should feel that
you do either.
Aristotle - what a clown - Archimedes slapped him down.
Jimbo,
On the first guess of his
first waking in the night,
Guesses right on target.
And it was a guess
not an intuition
not a foreshadowing
not a second sense
just a guess
and not even a lucky one at that.
Too bad for the bagman.
Here it comes now,
the return of the earth
the flooding of the water
the doubling of the fire
the slow dwindling of the air.
Hit the light hard, it roughed him up.
Left a bright spot on the quiet thoughts of a dozen
no-bodies who thought that they were watching.
Comprehensive? So long to all of
that.... |