The Clarks were all clerks. A resenter keyed my car
and now I have to do more errands and no one answers
the telephone at the body shop. We’re an internet tribe
in hibernation this summer, avoiding interruptions
even as we’ve sold our availability. Nobody can watch
a movie all the way through because texting is more
entertaining. Luckily podcasters bring us in contact
with people and opinions and personalities. I read
more, encounter more words I never knew. Herm. You
look it up. Hint, it’s a tapering thing like our time, our
lives, the stack of knowledge we share with others. See
first line above. Just learned this about our neighbors.
The Clarks Were All Clerks
