The finish of a rumination is an end too far, so
let's get on with it. The Savoy's only a town
away after all, and what's showing ought to do
the trick. Remember, what comes next is what
comes next: interdiction takes place on a higher
plane, but I'm game if you are. Twist my arm
and I'll tell you — indelible moments are the
thing and last lines nowhere, but whoever said
they were! You know the way the wind blows,
it's tricky maintaining your discipline. Climate
change, though, is scarcely a factor. That man
out there, getting cornered on common ground,
isn't for dodging a text. Misunderstand and
the whole world's with you. Popcorn for two?