Blink

for Mandred Hecht the management organized the company and that was splendid enough chairs for all a quick change of clothes and scene brings us to the lawn of the company stretching out under our gaze which itself beer in hand stops short of the horizon (grazes) everything else vanished a certain rhythm (uncertain) of the blood directed attention to the tapping foot was this happiness being witnessed was this many weeks did the people over there look same as the people over there (hmm)     who were they were they salesmen     could we brush aside the tapping that by now had given way to winking and that to sleeping and then to tapping again what was being what was being covered up      was it a fabulous shoulder gleaming     was it an exact (and exacting) self-image suffering no monkey business     were they happy     did the countryside bloom, did not subside who were they     were they salesmen     and given fresh air and sun     who were their wives     were they salesmen, too  from here they look organized and like good company not to overlook the flowers and facts what were they doing here     had they been invited     did they receive invitations     with what grace was it many weeks     they "you bet I am" emotion reflected (a shoulder)     whose were they sales men (and women) did they make rounds     and (ooph) how spiffy did they look      did they look up as the management passed threading toward the logo-decorated dais were they former salesmen (and women)     did they look it     what was their country of origin     was it organized     who did they think they were     (or weren't) how did they look in the light of the flowers of the facts were they news     the kidding aside the beer flowed the lawn rolled endlessly in and out like a boat a picture of waves     was a storm brewing     when vacations came around were they still to be salesmen (and women)     and retirement what about retirement but who could be retiring under the gentle hand of unlimited beer and lawn were those beer-colored storm clouds rolling in were they invited     were they salesmen (and women)     where did they come from     would they go away could they be covered up      why were they unresponsive to good sense      and why were they gleaming did this look like a good place for rain to retire in would rain fall without invitation     would it spoil the company what effect would it have on self-image would the people look the same after the rain     were they salesmen (and women)     why were they gleaming     did the self-image include shoulders were they inviting were they cloud-like were they salesmen (and women) organized to manage a quick change was the self-image good company was it a salesman or a saleswoman invited to be a manager would they make the dais what about the clouds were there enough chairs for all the managers would they live happy in those chairs after they were managers     would they settle for chairs