in_court stork daddy in court a man's life is on the line whether he did or did not and i look for a moment at the stenographer and she has the same deep-set eyes as you the same softly poised lips her hair curves down her face with more grace, but is less inviting. and for a moment i cannot help but think about the folly of all lives. at a time when i am supposed to pretend that some are not forgiveable. our eyes catch and we are caught, unsure who will betray the other first. i look down then she does, faking it. 060411 what's it to you? who go blather from