YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE:

Red Man, green man in the rain crossing to the other side.
Men on the roof reversing trucks into history, time wrapped around
their wrists. Men covered in dust, smoking cigarettes in doorways,
typhoons on their backs. Men whistling in the dark, attaching
bird-wires to windowsills. Strolling man, hands in pockets,
the weight of the world. Fast man, tiger tucked underneath an arm,
striding into town. A man leaves his mark in the street.
Meditation, undisturbed, phone left ringing.
Alarm calls. Handy-work

(K)