it’s not so late the kids won’t still be up.
and skype worked good that last time that we tried –
hi, honey — hey there, sweetheart, how are you?
now twenty minutes, detail-full and pride
comes overflowing ere the silence falls,
the picture fades, the moving air is heard;
another day (and night), another room —
another businessman who feels
interred
To share is human:
