if they’re lucky they’ll stay wet this year and tear up clovers but nevermind the voice from the school house jangling lessons.
and then the sophisticated television in images snappy and vile promises pointless futures of greed and politics.
this year the children are all getting drenched. let’s follow one child now as he grows through the peaceful anatomy of lizards and fantasy on his gameboy screen. don’t be too quick to tell him beyond the flying dragons is nothing but a dying planet and a corporation sponsoring it. but don’t let him discover it all on his own either or he’ll never get home again.