(Poem from Wales)
Buoyed and Preened,
When Twenty, thought mind a soup.
Thought.. was on the “Correlian Run”
Thought…”Disruption caused by ripples”.
I thought a worm controlled retrieval from “Crystal Storage”.
Now sure mistaken that time,
Making reconciliatory motion,
A different run begins. Flattery, platitudes.
System object concealment subject moved easily in well cut suit.
Electric, Sterilised, Raddled.
More spoken now – voice nonetheless shot.
Fast kept secret to just clam.
Particule Fictional Impersonation.
I moved easy in well worn shoes. Heeled, Preened.
Toward a new model of “Crystal Storage”.