The visitors find the children gone from school:  aged relations sling their guns across the desks...  there'll be no break-time for them unless  they talk about tomorrow  as though it's already on its way.  Amen, oh yes, they're  waiting for the breakthroug  h in time.  The visitors hide no aces up their sleeves  and the classroom pulses to many different drums.  If only a breakthrough in time would come  there'd be some chance for the visited ones.  We could talk about tomorrow  as though we believed in that.  W  e could talk about it right now,  and it would come as a shock  to feel the fingernail grow on the trigger finger -  still the visitors clock us  waiting for the breakthrough,  waiting for the breakthrough  with time on our hands.  (It's there all the tim  e.)