He didnt want to use a cliché he always thought they were cheap and
minimized the
event they were affixed to and described
but he realised sometimes they were perfectly apt
seemingly crafted for the particular instance they were applied
he felt as if he had been hit
by a ton of bricks
a friend called
they
had talked goodnatured glib laughed
and
as they went to hang up his friend abruptly interrupted
-- Ohshit Almost slipped my mind
Angie died
Christ
I didnt even know she was ill
-- Angie
-- Yeah Angie From work
they hadnt worked with her in
four years
Mismanagement hung them all out to dry
the
company lock stock and barrel bought for a song
all the employees got pissed on
the only satisfaction he later derived for he and his coworkers efficiently gutted
was
that the companys sole owner
within a year of the
sale
was beaten to death
tied to a chair in his home
in an upscale California enclave
California had lots of box
canyons
and buried deep in their throats
many residents thought themselves safe
and
secure
he didnt think his employers wife
was really surprised when she found his body
he was notorious for
disrespecting their marriage
as a matter of fact he wouldnt
have been surprised if she set had the table
she maintained a fat life
insurance policy on him
and
he always flaunted if he were murdered
-- Somebody please finger my wife
no one pointed
-- Angie
-- Can you believe it
-- I knew she was fighting cancer but last I
heard she got a leg up on it
Sound scans afterwards
WOW
-- Something else huh
Shit!
She
was younger than you
-- She was
Shell always be now
Tried and true clichés
His thinking became troubled
what if our lives amounted to nothing more than validating the efficacy of trite clichés or
idioms
viewed from well-maintained crushed graveled paths
viewed from well-maintained crushed graveled paths
an upward sloping expanse
a grassy graveyard stabbed with headstones in line
like uniform touchkeys or their
associated monetary tableaus genteelly popping up
behind the narrow display glass
of an antique register
“Incorruptible Cashiers”
penny-counters
bean-counters
head-counters
our stories
dead
as doornails
unexhumed
2300, Monday,
15 9. 14
