Taking Five for the Weekend agin
                                                          Nice to be me and mine!

Back Monday, May 19

the everyday walls surrounding him

                                                          fell away

either peeling off like bitter brown onionskin 

or the shabby work of wallpaperers

or stock painters bent on turning a quick buck

                                                                                                                             he got it

he worked around them longer than he cared  he saw them at their habit and stood

aside as they staggered and pitched relentlessly through the finishwork

reeking of chemicals  daubed in paint

smearing their vapid IQs on house walls and ceilings

sometimes the walls containing him became elaborate origami  and he thrilled at their

concise deconstruction

                             their mad fluttering like happy butterflies or serious moths at evenings

electric lights

then  by himself   wherever he was

                   he was fascinated by the presence of crowding umbre   the sometimes

abrupt gulfs  their rarified colour  yellows roses mauves black and whites

he listened to or absorbed the holy thoughts and memories of anxious faceless harlots

rogues beggars frantic animals elements hosts and inanimates

                                                                                      crazed cartoons and

unspooling wires of words and random letters    disembodied music

he pulled up his skirt crossed his knees wiped his nose on his sleeve and took their

dictation  reams upon reams   seeking to make heads or tails of them  or sense  later 

or leafe as non-sense   exquisite subterfuge

                                                                                                  no lies    no truth     IS

and afterwards   whenever that was   

                                           before his wide-astonished eyes

a raucous clatter of resurrection   a mechanical whine  healing walls   and he  peering

like a voyeur between chemical lattice and seizing seams  watched thin strands adhere 

spider silks  binding compounds          congeal

         then Shuttered

               helplessly returned

1748,  Saturday,  17  8. 13