5.5.16







The fuck  he says I protest too much I ought to listen to him he says
he implores me frankly  a wet shining in his eyes            

Because among everyone 
                      he knows his ass from a hole in the ground


Such a convincing stirring revelation huh                   
                                  like being nudged up tight against someone who exalts themselves attractive or sexy  missing out on the fact that its not their call to make




Oh Dr Fuck says I
                then ya can help me yasee  yasee  if I see a film where in it or wherein  yerda doc yadecide
a film where a priest gets plugged in his pretty confessional by a phony penitent a repenter a humourless gunman paid blood money who inadvertentlyOops also punches the ticket of a kid in a pew  Aw poor baby  In the wrong place at the wrong time             

Life can be that simple 

It never bears regret


And saying so 
             if I were a voting member of the Academy  an I dont vote  Id have its back among the Best Motion Pictures of the Year

No nonoDr Fuck  no blanching

sputtering he says   You approve of the murder of a priest and an innocent child 

says I
       Murders murder
Draw a straw
Pull a stick from out of a fist       

Attempting to elevate someone above being murdered is farce  The odds are long unless ya put yerself in Harms way an Harms habit is to treat everyone badly if ya get in its way  If it happens murders murder its random violent cuffs one up alongside the head who tries to dare an find reason or wants to rationalise it



Dr Fuck says I
             letus also talk about peckerwoods who unsolicited spout  Not on my watch

By what authority their sudden remonstration their declaration My Watch acting as if they caught a malicious kid with their mitt in the cookie jar an apparently just militaristic enough to assume they have any authority over anyone else when to manage their own affairs ought to be a fulltime job without paid ten-minute coffee or cigarette breaks

like the inevitable sargeant
                       Attention Private  You volunteered

Sir  I did not  Sir

Private  If I say you volunteered you volunteered

Sir  I did not  Sir  You can order me  Sir  But then I can weigh my decision of whether or not to follow your order  Sir
To volunteer  Sir  is to explicitly and willfully act of my own accord  Sir


That private aint going far in that Mans Army eh Dr Fuck




he shaddup long enough to light a smoke




says I
       Can you guess Doc or maybe should I tell ya of my last purchase  Yaknow me tight with a buck pennypincher Ill try an squeeze blood from a rock

Ya confessed ya know your ass from a hole in the ground
                                              And thats a very fine thing  Ya wont be sticking yer foot in yer ass tripping over yerself falling face down in the dirt an gravel an brushing mire from yer knees
Fine thing

Tell me whacha make of this


I had a dream

I dreamt I had too many parcels to carry at once

So it occurred to me if I dropped em in a blender and pureed em theyd be easier to carry an then arriving wherever it was I was to arrive I could spill em out sort em there


I dont want my dreaming self to think it can manipulate me 


So I bought this blender Doc

Top O the Line  Brand New and Improved  Supposed to be Best of the Lot

Into it(ha intuit) I dumped my dreamed things all the bees the crazy mechanical queens wired like tungsten lightbulbs the flickering black bees that could sting again and again without dying ornate long boats Inian canoes decorated with tribal banners Pacific fish and stylised whales fluttering keer flags an butter candles red English double-decker buses filled with ladies and gentlemen dressed in finery and pleasured by insatiable anything-goes Asian whores kimonoed sensual wearing white-painted faces inked jetblack eyebrows arched by an Eternal Question an nothing more 

An if that werent kicker enough
                          I gathered all the shimmering billboards I saw they were nothing more than enormous flatscreens shuddering with images pitching This and pitching That and in-between Them a woman I seemed to recognise not that I could place her hair pulled back out of her face a fine fine European face unblemished a long narrow nose her face came onto the screen always in profile from the left often lined by shadows cast in sepia by clandestine light coming through unseen blinds I would imagine an then from the screens right entered a erect cock and right there on street corners above long boulevards marbling an illuminating plateglass fronts of malls roiling on the reflective seagreen tiled walls at thresholds leading down wide staircases into the subway she took the cock in her mouth often gagging her taking its discharge and then weteyed a slender finger painted nail at the corner of her lips gently smearing lipstick onto her cheek  as she recedes left until she disappears the spent cock flaccidly droops from view



So it goes Doc
            it all goes into the blender I dump it in an shake the exhaustion out of my arms
Im grateful once its pureed an I can easily carry it 



So whaya make of it Doc 



Whaya make of it He-Who-Knows-His-Ass-From-A-Hole-In-The-Ground





Ya got nothing duya






he sighed  he got up off the couch  he walked over to the door 

he turned to where the doctor sat  Dont  I mean it  Dont try an collect anything on this visit


he went out the door   gently snugging it shut behind him he exhaled I dont need no doctor






1055,  Monday,  2  5. 16
 0805,  Thursday,  5 5. 16

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