a white shirt.........It was an unreasonable
suggestion.
soft fur........My eyes were drawn to the screen as
he talked. warm
milk..............Don't you understand?
the sound of water
.........It is not just another job.
rain..............The CyberCreek is like my home. cold
water.............. The daily in and out flow of a
billion bytes,
blood stains........records of tailings ponds
brown grass on the hills...the debris of unconcerned miners
a flowered dress......the exchanged writings of scientists
concerning the leaching of poisons
a glass of beer.........into the soil. The information on
this screen,
sleep......................the overseeing of these things is
central to my existence, and I cannot leave.
background noise............I framed this answer
low flying planes.....while Gunter lay sleeping in the
loft. intermittent pain...............
the smell of green grass....
warm sun.........................
a red front door................
cold cereal........................
working............................
making things....................
blue shirt.......................
making love......................
the children laughing..........
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
the pine trees overhead......