25 december

opening space means an easy chase with a trip-up race to the bottom of the barrel : here is where the feral cats go missing and no one notices because no one's been looking / here is where i wonder where the attention is paid and who carries the passbook and who picks the interest rate / here is where and when is now . . . i am sitting back and tracking nothing but the wind as the spin picks off the cannon balls hurtling through the atmosphere - it's clear there are far more dangerous projectiles worth a smile or two if we could see through to the other side (it's a rocky ride in the middle but it's golden once it's crossed) - there are tossed-aside hideabouts : fair play if we ride out all the scenarios but the where we go is connected to the when we know and that is certainly classified - the hide you show up / the imagined cup of sense poured out - this bout is once again scheduled -