he had no idea howl ong hed been
sitting before his computer
his eyes had closed
as he listened
to Malis Fatoumata Diawara* sing
opening them
he saw the last he wrote in Word was howl ong howl ong
thats nicenot bad
an nice he
recognised he preferred howl ong an decided
to let it satand
againjesus satand(stand)
again deciding he preferred satand
if he continued sitting there exhausted
ong enough hed butcher rewrite the hole of the English
language
or Egglish
thatsputting his
stamp on it(the space bar on his keypad wasnt always responsive to his pounding
fingers
his fingers too many years at manual typewriters that wanted to be
abused rat tat tattat tat like gunshots
a semiautomatic or a revolver almost out of bullets(demigod
John Wayne or Not!))
boydidheneedsomesleep(it sounded
like a snore an probably the closest thing to sleep hed enjoy for a bit)
his eyes closed
involuntarily
he poened them again an
found himself staring into his chest slouched chin to his breastbone the back
of his neck overextended an growlin its distemper
poened
thats nice too
he continued writting despite
being tired hed been hanging out with
Frida Kahlo in Fresno(Have fun in Fresno a friend said then immediately said I
never thought Id hear THAT come out of my mouth) an exhibit photographs taken
of her
by her thenloverthennot Nickolas Muray during the late Thirties the whole of
the Forties the very last image from ‘51 three years prior to her death he was writting writting with permission of
Fridas inexact Egglish if he tried hed
butcher her Spanish so he didnt judge her spellings
he understood her
howl ong
he figured anyone with a dram of imagination
or the scantest curiosity could figure out what he meant
0045, Saturday,
27 2. 16
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