oasted eacer. to talk about  alening, sometimes standing up and able, pacing and pacing  all ted to force to, but to range rules about tions iced t. th pink paraffin.

    “e must keep t till midnigalked t th Japan is over, everyone will finally go home,” Kip said.

    “And alk, mostly to Kip.

    tiously approacable and laid its ories about toronto as if it  droy, iced up ts in tened to concerts. But ed in o ure, tories t involved some moment of ed Kip to knoted to Kip as if tials, less and needed no discussion.

    Sies in a book so on t o boil an egg, or t o slip garlic into a lamb. t to be questioned.

    And noold tory of old tempted a version of it. “No, you o sing it out,” said o sing it standing up!” Sood up, pulled ennis so table. ts flickering, almost dying, on table beside .

    “t learn to sing it, Kip. to darkness beyond t, beyond t from tient’s room and into t of ts.

    Kip en during strange moments, sucu soccer matc in t fe, never liked to listen to it. In  ened  tered by t t sixteen but ecentative circle of lig as if it  ever again bring all toget ered by to t of y-first birty-fiftietury. Singing in tired traveller, alone against everytestament. tainty to t all tains of po . Caravaggio realized s of the sapper.

    In tent ts of no talk and nigalk. t  imacy of s on bloion. ifully releases t into taly.

    In tent Kip nestles against o c omac .

    Sent’s darkness, to be y of feat .  quite quick as t  is random around  colour.