Long enough now to have a voice but not if you suppose having found
a voice in the sense of knowing what comes next and having reached a
certainty about the need to say. Such & Such. Makers of Fine Company
for Fifty Years. No not that long. But voice in the arrivals. You turn and
see that a friend has walked in and the sun has come up again out of the
muck he called darkness but meant muck. Now he’s here and you’ll have
to figure something to do. Or maybe just sit.