Jumpstartjumpsuponthe coffeetablecollapsesachoreographed flightofsandwichesandsoda. Ensuesthattendanteyesfollow atcrosspurposes.Hedoesn'tsee hefeelsmindstouchmindstouch him"I've got your
attention,"
hesayswiththeconfidenceof onethousandgoldenchariots hurtlingthecoherentmuscle
oftenthousandhorses toward theonlygloriousend everycharioteerfeelspersistent intheempty chamberofhisheart,longsfor, andwillhave.
Hesnapshisfingersandlooks purposefullyintotheempty threefeetfromhistemple. Nothingappears.
"See?"
Monday, January 15, 2007
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