I’ve not been able to help looking at what’s happening in front of the eyes of other people forty seven h: blank (that’s me) the mid forties have some intrigues a man leans back and watches I can’t help but watch as well not to see I just can’t help it perhaps you’ve been there a few seats back watching the drivel that I’m watching while I wait to come down with a little bit of wine a lot of coffee and the strange emotions of being way up in the nimbus, cumulus