when you hold death in your
hands and it is still warm it gives you a chance a single moment to
considerperhaps deeply consider the difference the gulf between Alive and Not
Alivea chance to exact sensual movement and animation
then no longer having it
then no longer having it
they saw it cominghe and his daughter she was driving
they yelled at the approaching carSlow it downCarefulWhat are you thinkin doinHEY stop STOP!! their words scribbling the windshield and the windshield grimacingseeing what they saw and closing its eyes
they may not have wished to but obviously they were there to bear witnessthey discussed that later it was unspoken in the moment
in the backseat his granddaughters were incensed by their words Wha? What?Whats happening? but were restrained in their car seats
they reacted to their mothers and grandfathers fury and distress
the road they were on San Ysabel just south of the public library where they just left after getting the girls library cards it ran through a residential area
25 miles per hour is the posted speed limit
the yakeydock approaching them was probably doing 40(he wished he had a klinker brick to toss into the air before the clowns windshield – he wouldnt have been able to stop or swerve to save his face from its lumbering weight and wicked burnt jagged edges and broken glass – the brick aint bouncing off – its coming for its kiss)
they saw a squirrel at the broken curb tentative twitching its tail curiously eyeballing something across the street that they never bother to look for
they saw the inevitability of the moment
both were distracted
but one drove a lethal weapon and was and would be ignorant they killed a lifesmashed an earthling
the squirrel obliviously bounded onto the old pebbledaggregated concrete street then in terror as the car bore down on it it tried to race across the street
the front left tire gave it a deadly kiss it bounced up against the under carriage the left rear kissed it once more
Nooooo he and his daughter hadnt any breath left in their lungs at the end of their chorus
his breath returned firstAsshole puncturing a forever-seeming silence
his daughter hissedMy God
Grampa said his eldest granddaughter You shouldnt say that . .
. . No Shouldnt Unless its true Unless I cant get my hands on the assholes throatHe hasnt a clue what he just did Hes driving a car sweetheart thats an enormous responsibility
his daughter asked gently Do you want me to turn around
No
I dont
Please do
If the little guy isnt dead I dont have a knife to kill him
Yes
Please turn around
she turned the Highlander around
and slowly going back up the street she said I dont know where it happened
I do I hope hes still in the street
he was
he told his daughter to remain in the street before it emergency blinkers on So another asshole doesnt come along and trash me too
approaching the squirrel at once he looked at it for a glimmer of life and also for a large rock to crush its skull if it was alive
the squirrel conferred upon him the solace of not having to kill him
blood leaked from his head
he squatted and took the squirrel by the shoulders and hipsheld him in the fetal position he laid in and went to the side of the road and under a young redwood in the shade and the trees soft sluff he went to a knee and laid him down gently as gently as violently it died
the squirrel was warm the day was cool
and he couldnt help but try to imagine the squirrels birththe nestwonder if he had siblingsif hed matedif hed gone far from where he was born if he had a good life
then he rose and came back to the
car
the girls were crying
his daughter asked if he was okay
Yesthank you Are you okay
Im trying to be Im trying
So unfortunateso unnecessary so the girls didnt here So fucked up
the girls were crying
his daughter asked if he was okay
Yesthank you Are you okay
Im trying to be Im trying
So unfortunateso unnecessary so the girls didnt here So fucked up
he laid his hand atop his daughters hand as she had placed hers on his thigh to console him Thank you for turning around baby
Thank you for wanting to turn around As you have always turned around You always care You always do
he smiled into her face
she was smiling
he wiped a tear from her cheek Thank you
Girls he said to them without turning aroundletting his voice be his presence All life is precious Try always to be aware of whats around you wherever you are wherever you go
I am sorry youre upset
Your mother and I are upset too
a couple three cars slowlyperhaps respectfully went around them
We should go baby Dont wanna have someone bury their nose up our ass
Dad she slapped his leg You never miss a beatalways come out swinging
Swingin for the starsthe moon all things good and wondrous
Mahgawd Life is so precious
2152, Saturday,
1 7. 17
1230, Monday, 10 7. 17
1230, Monday, 10 7. 17
Funkadelics Maggot Brain
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOKn33-q4Ao
