when the memories go in easy they come out frequently dirt may find itself covering that which does not want to rise dusting oneself off happens only when one feels that things could be only as they are and the dust is a mindless effect, rather than a sign of the slime of the self psychological scrabble makes a word game that cannot be won it must be played anyway infinite puzzle with a limited scope like a consultant with a short mesh grade you remember, don’t you? it was a beautiful spring day a perfect beginning to a novel it all happened as it should have, didn’t it? i think so, but time has dusted these grounds: a double meaning to be watched