characters move from scene to scene as in plays movies in life from speech to speech  dramatic  comedic       

   soliloquies 

                 sequentially 

rather he preferred mad irreverent episodes that only made sense when revealed from the depthsthe throes of exposition their import  export 

                        Hows your memory

if one isnt paying attentioncant remember then theyd be unable to compilethread the tumbling revelations 

                                                                                                               pull

on the right string  

lost  wrong

   memories are garments hung and dried on a clothesline  the rude heavier clothing gathered first folded manipulated laid in a wicker basket the finer garments laid atop them so theyre not crushed  ironing made easier

from these recollections – collections  a story is implied

he didnt name socks and underwear theyre speeches vague descriptions pastel softlycoloured shading shadows why give somethingsomeone a name if they wished not 

wished anonymity

   he was not a namer  an arbiter 

                                     assuming responsibility  who perhaps later is refused reneged            

make of it what you will

 

he couldnt name the shadows that flew across his eyes and disappeared out of sight

 

2251,  Sunday,  5  3. 23

1029,  Monday,  27  3. 23

Men  Original Sound Track  The Tip of the Blade  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mrvnoOU_lo0