19.8.17










OH  This is so nice that you called

Nicewha the hell  You say it as if I never call
he could imagine his mother on the wall telephone from above the kitchen counter beside the window that overlooked their backyard

it seemed an uncomfortable place to talk on the phone  tethered   when just behind her to her leftthe livingroom  an overstuffed chair ottoman side table  a nice place to drop your fanny and talk    

No You call  Youre just never home when we callit goes to your message machineyou screen your calls

I screen my callsyes  Youre not suggesting that while screening my calls I refuse to pickup when you or Dad call

Well  No  Im just saying when we call during the dayyou work nights  our calls go to voicemail

You go to voicemail
because Im not home


You just admitted to screening your calls
When Im home

When Im not home telephone calls go to voicemail    Because I am not home



You screen your calls


Yes  I do

Itd be nice Maw to call and shoot the shit(Dont swear  You were raised better than that)  ah  bullshit without being interrogated as a child might
                       however  then without your interrorgation youd have to concede you were talking to me as an adult  and I suppose why would you want to have a level playing field  converse with me as an equal

You are  We Are  after all  After All  my  Your  folks  Parents   
and what of the elders who Ive never metwho I dont know from Adam or Evenot to mention Lilith that feel due mydeserve my respect
Immediate respect

My  immediate  respect

Sorry 
What rock did they crawl out from under
Two way street
Mutual respect
he was in grade school when he dropped that ineptthat hopeless steaming pile of horseshit

Respect is earned                                

Its not tithes provided on the grounds the ugly gamut that you owe it to them because they were born before you 

Thats inspired ignorance  Just begs trouble



Sometimes I dont know where your thinkingthis  odd way of thinking comes from

Its mine from being derided on the basis of my youth My words werent heard  They werent listened to solely because I was young
Have the conversation
Fresh eyesnew eyes on old problems
Seems to me that that perspective would have value  Would be worth the minute to listen rather than just dismiss out of hand


You werent raisedwe didnt raise you that way

No  I learned that way
I learned that way as a chick does when its pushed out its nest to make room for the next hatchling the next hatchlingand the next

My younger brothers and sisters necessarily needed helpyour help  They were too young then to make a go of it on their own


Thats how I came up   Apparently  and utterly without you being aware all these years  Which could be my fault because I could function and did function well enough without the necessity of your attention


What do you expect me to say

Nothing  Theres nothing to be said  Thats how it was  Water long gone under the bridge  Im not bitter  I get a little angsty when you play your Thats-not-how-you-were-raised card  You wanna play that with the other kids  they let you treat them like kids  Have at it   But not with me
Awright


What do you want me to say


sigh I want to talk to you as an adult   One adult to another
Anif you gotta   just pretend Im a fucking stranger

You . .
. . Yes  Yes I was   Save the fiction



I dont know where your father is(his mothers leverage)
he could see her looking out the window at the fresh mowed lawn  the telephone cord stretched long its coils barely apparent

Hes outside fidgeting with something

He was cutting the lawnI thought it was too wet   I dont heard the mower though

Maybe hes tracking a wild hare

What

Tracking a wild hare

A rabbit

Or hes got a wild hair   up his ass

What did you say

I said he might be tracking a wild hare  h-a-r-e  or has a wild hair  h-a-i-r  up his ass

thank gawd she laughed
Im going to tell him you said so

It was clever  You better     I work later this evening so please tell him if hed like to call back hell have to reach me at the latest quarter to 7 your time

I will

Very good  I love ya Maw

I love you too son


son

always to be the son

never a man

not in their eyes


odd concept
           his daughters were women
 

1427,  Friday,  18  8. 17
1405,  Saturday,  19  8. 17

Cat Stevens  Father and Son  

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