5.4.17



“There’s stories going around that (he) and my good self are wan and the same pairson.”
(Ah  
     taking a springboard into the good clean air tuck an twisting an then like an arrow splitting the chill blue surface an sheaf of poolwater)



Focus! he glared in his face
he didnt blink
I said focus.
  
            . .fucos . . . fucos
he saw a wan look in the boys eyes
 
I said fucos

Ha   fucos  Im tryingI swear Im trying but it aint no good       I swear Im trying    I think Im possessed  fucos

Possessed aryah

Ayare(wan and the same pairson)


fucos
       fucos
hedbe damned if he if he could get himself off point an iridescent bluefly stuck to an ugly brown adhesive spooling down from the ceiling turning slowly on the hot breath entering through the screenwindow unable to fidget with his hands an feetrub them together as if trying to spark fire with a flint an steel
                                                        pitiful   fucos
unsatisfied

niggledannagged

           fucos was failing


his suggestiondemand was well intended

though well intended could saddle up besiderub shoulders with No good deed goes unpunished(reminded him of punishments spankings he suffered unjustly – then when the culprits jaw worked loose struck again and again with a belt  when they were discovered there was no apology  Atll be catch up for the punishments that went unpunished or will  We aint perfect yaknow)

despite the wisdom in those words(not their wisdom) he often had to wait for the welts to subside before he could sit comfortably

he was the eldest an had endured more than the younger ones  his ass long inured to spankings  

he wasnt a good actor so their choice target was the back of his thighsTHATLL WAKE YOU UP! BRING YA AROUND


No  hecouldnt focus for his life today he was fucosed



2004,  Monday,  3  4. 17
1025,  Twosday,  4  4. 17
quote  Flann O’Brien  At Swim-Two-Birds