Just look through the upside-down owl I asked him.
Bored mother rambled that he was twelve. She touched upon the death of his father on Hill 875 - you know what the guys in the thick of it call ‘Nam.
Look into the light son.
Rods and Cones, Rods and Cones, Rods and Cones . . .
There’s a crowd dancing on that retina but not a cloud in this boy’s sky - I mean eye.
Look at the chart . . . yes, through the owl.
A . . . E . . . O . . .
How about the numbers on the third line down?
1944 . . . 1968 . . . 1976 . . .
So it goes.
Inspired by the character Billy Pilgrim in Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five.
