by Kelvin Smith
Up, up and away, then, after feeling gingerly, stepping over, keeping a horizon in view. Heads-up displays needed. The orientation and angle that affect what hits the back of the eye are not bias but reflected humanity, concern and independence; at worst another’s echo.
Defensive lines drawn in the sand, spiriting volunteers: you, you and you. Pens look mightier than Bowie knives.
Pushing an envelope. Forcing communication. Keeping lines open. Synchronizing watches. Counting what sits on the point of a needle.