Incident Along Fantasy Way 0125 hr 7/28/74 The Bubble There he stood on the corner, Eyes silently pleading for Escape. I handed him a small bottle of liquid From which he withdrew a plastic wand with a loop on the end And blew a bubble, Gazing at the window reflection all bubbles show, Indoors or out, In this kind of world. After a while he stepped over to where the window would have to be, Climbed through, And vanished. Thomas G. Digby written 0125 hr 7/28/74 entered 2130 hr 2/08/92