More Nineties files:  

Suite,sweet,and suddenly one does the hurry up shuffle,
back and forth in a corridor between one far away age
and one near...A trying experience maybe,to go under,
without protection.

Three to four Oh 3 or 4 drinks or just plain overuse on the blindside...
Everywhere I catch myself installing props,and I must view this more closely,because
I do have this career,of some kind,allied through sensation with the alphabetical,and
the company of words, hulls and all else of verbal nutrition...

All evening long I got down to those basics,the small wonders of the stage. In TV of
our beloved livingroom,we note the passing pressure of one sure thing after another...

Of course we have to watch some TV,it can be passed off as one of our oughts; just as it
always is in these pleasure bargins...But does this outrageous entertainment intercede for
the support of bending and shaping agents? Well there is nothing smooth or cool in my
thinking tonight...