he was measuring . . .

                              then the telephone rang an old friend they hadnt talked since fall twohour conversation

they hung up

   . . . what had he been measuring

itd been in his mind

hed forgotten

                   What 

this was interrupted-him  this is why he triedwas vigilant  to keep to himself

                                                                                     interruptions

minimised him

he preferred to maximise

                          race up to the edgebomb through it

BOMBs AWAY

                 “a memory (BOMBs) through the ruin of his mind”

he knew something about mind ruins

                                        he liked to kneel amidem siftem through his fingers finger their bones  hold their skulls stare into vacant eye sockets and wonder what coloured eyes might have stared back at him

                                                                                                           eyes

like hardglass marbles

                         cateyes clambroth Indian banded onionskin ribbon mist solidcore lutzes mica slag opague clearie  steelies

                 staring  noncommittal     maybe pleading

See my  memories?

Im tryin

         Believe me Im tryin

   Im tryin

1930,  Reggaefriday,  8  12. 23

2111,  Thursday,  21  12. 23

Anna Tivel  Riverside Hotel  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EI3jAeQ9jA4