the whole dog day was one big loop.

i saw a runner with a prosthetic leg and arced foot and she ran so smoothly i was moved and she seemed happy unlike many runners i see who seem angry or in pain grimacing or scowling like they're being punished by a workaday god. then we saw a lady and a white dog and a man and the dog and man were calm but the lady was sending laser vibes staring and stopping to stare and stare while i pushed the cherriot ahead and mister pooped and i left the cherriot and looped back to pick up the poop and she stared and i study ignored her and sang a simple song still crazy after all these years actually and we went by the chess corner and talked to sam who had a copy of 1984 he said he read with his wife in the seventies i should have asked i think she died and i said i just saw the movie and i wanna read it again and can you save it for me but i doubt he will or somehow read it though maybe and he said your friend is looking for you, paul (the black trumpsman) i say? yep. i don wanna talk to him. he's over there playing chess and he calls out to me but i don't want to, i feel shy of him, i can't believe he's a trumper i ask sam are there a lot of them in hyde park and he nods and raises his eyebrows. damn, i feel so naive i say, i don't know what's going on sam i have no idea. then the staring blind lady with the glaring white dog and the man pass behind the bench staring (just the lady). three times we criss-cross paths and they end up crossing us on mister's block waiting til we pass and we did a loop i see and then the girl with the prosthetic running leg comes and another loop and i'm happy to see her and i say i think i saw you way over by the lake and how far do you run? five miles while i'm in training she says. she's radiant. i want to take a picture but i don't want her to think i'm just interested in her leg and i hope i can ask next time. so there were two loops in time events there and i love these loops that are chance but not random, uncanny but natural. and after i think about the loops i realize what i may have ruminated on before the thought clarified: that the big loop of the day was the horrendous evil technology of the war planes this morning looped with the graceful arc of design of the girl's running leg and i think that's just beautiful.