\\\\\\didn’t matter much that \i landed in Manchester couple hours late , that \i waited an hour to clear customs, that \i headed the wrong way on M56. Had bean-egg-tomato when \i made it to the\university. \dropped in at \contact \theater to see Baba Israel, dear pal great poet. I’m here. writing you I’m here. This is definitely Earth Poetry Central. Of course \i am naked without a phone. Weather cool with hints of sun balancing dashes of rain. Get a phone. \solve the bicameral \\contact Theater-Bowery Po Club conundra. Wales beckons. I’m here.