#105

Jeehyun - in black, blue, red - says, "Sandals, sometimes." And then: "I can't imagine you." The light in lines along the river. Streetsongs in code or in capital. Scott sits back upon a bench. A long, hot spring and summer for the midpoint of shelving duties. Tell him, "The schoolmen were schoolboys first." You have cut them off. Revision.

Or there's Corey, cross and cap. Ram me, damn me, brother! Thy will be done. But his father: holy, large and blank, sublime. A speech that would make Rudolf Steiner proud. This is the point of connection. First day, there's a call: it's the foul fiend Flibbertigibitt. And cheeses! square resolve, neither absence nor imposture. For if God be all things, then he is sin and wickedness too; and if God be all things, then he is streetcar, tree, tobacco-pipe; he is me, and I am him, just as my mother's said.