each day looking about for a subject
back on the cruise ship island i bring about a panic and hysteria standing the day on its head and unravelling it in a cloud of productive insignificance. the helicopter pans from right to left on shark patrol. no more to the old interpretations. the surgeon has moved in next door. poor posture for a medical man. he calls his customers patients. they all wear faces of hope for a reality more glorious than the one presented to them.