many more to come?  back in the saddle with me, here I go, racing with time, trying to fix this and that, held back by small things said, tinkering with the abstract, thoughts of a pendulum grandiose swifts swaying three ways, three times, over and over again, coming up short, a parody of sorts, teachers not caring to comment, B's a great and C's acceptable, supposed to go to a play, to a thing, a thing a thing,


supposed to go to this and that, supposed to find out a time

schedules, scheduling, nobody really profiting, meetings held for three hours, right after lunch break, everybody too tired, right before, everyone too sleepy, giving it away, giving it away

where is the water going?  How are we going to fix it?