Simple Theories

  A brother I began with. He sometimes told me things and was funny., older, there. I remember that. Life enters and so does death. The story just is terms, and can be forgotten. We stopped seeing anything and eventually he died in the time of living until not. People live the roundness of this, everyday. We find streets to walk along and call it America. It could as easily be pang. Local reference brings pang and souring on the edge. America is just a town and towns are plenty. Language makes difference seem real. America prides in shores for rivers, lakes, and seas. Some on the byways look around, some weigh the mercantile gist.  The brother married and the brother learned the news in the envelope his wife opened. Just those times of dark invitation and choice: join the Army or join the Army. He chose to join the Army. Prison or flee were prospects too in country pathos. The collective mold a scatter as a preen, and time went every which way. Set up thus he must say goodbye....

  And perhaps the wind today is some godly patent about which streaming for a grasp we decide to feel like not deciding. The wind fosters just an edge, which accounts for the birds in what we claim as our plainsong. Restlessness of wet grass forms a play of words to ridicule past entrenchments. Cars prone to furtherance totter just so in the articles of faith of the driven. Down in the trenchant books when words foster our dubious, look, Robert Frost is again born on this day, displayed, having died of lengthy inauguration. Greyer clouds statistically converge in gong words treble fits stone cracking fit for gone maze with predilection mobile loanword debate meaning sap running freshly in the negative space of paragraph.

  The past year we’ve had access to a small fenced area. Lily meets other dogs here, and people. More importantly she and I have established a daily practice of ball in this quasi-park. I throw and she chases after then returns it to me. We are a small machine. This little yard is handy, it’s chief virtue. Open fields work better because a ball launcher allows Lily to utilize fully her rocketry. At the dog yard she has to brake before getting close to full speed. But it is nearby and give her that moment of excited breath. If by chance other dogs or people enter, they become invisible to Lily. The ball absorbs her full attention. The other dogs may regard the ball as an entertainment and try to join in. Their effort always scales as half-hearted compared to Lily’s. We’re talking border collie bloodline. Lily is almost always ready to meet the next throw. I say almost because she will at need just flop to the ground for a breather. Were I to throw just then she would spring to the c...

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