since Kris departedhe liked
departed to died because died evinced a finality he didnt believe in
he wasnt convinced by religionnot by esoteric
beliefs which provoke recoil or the mention of heretical but rather by the
directive of science lifes energy
isnt different from other energies it
is malleable shapechanging and never exhausted
where she went or what she became
served his selfishadmittedly
ferociousadmittedly
intent
he didnt forgive her
he was unable to forgive her for the years
and years of deliberate abuseher ostracising her bitch terseness
if Forgiveness sought his heart
it would find he made it out of flawless diamond meat that not even the
smallest insects could cling
she made her bed she could rot in ithe didnt know
the while others accused him of being cruel
and callousthey
believed their words were hurtful their remedy was to try and compromise him denigrate him
he looked into their pious flushed
faces
then stone cold deadeyed he said Youre pathetic You have no idea what youre talking about Regarding her me being callus is an understatement What you ought to give me is that slender facet(he held his hands up before his face palm to palm scarcely apart) that facet that stands immediately beside hate Sharp-edged and gleaming Then maybe youll have a sense of my contempt
some things never change
particularly regarding people
not their entitlement
not their selfrighteousness
certainly not their indolence when they believe
somebody else ought to be doing the work or cleaning up in their wake
they didnt know him from Adam
he was a complete stranger to
them
but they knew her they thought they did
maybe they thought they were
defending her all of them all of them against him they certainly enjoyed the odds
but parasites need a host
they needed to be careful they didnt
cannibalise each other
he wasnt fresh meat
he wouldnt be infected
he was a rubber offsetting their
miserable clap
he couldnt give a rats asseven if he
could find one
although curiously since her departure he had run headlong into a
slew of Krisesstrung like silver beads of dew on a spiderweb
they found himclung to him
through no fault of his own a Kris-spinneret
churning and spinning long strands of silk into the air that floated on the white
breeze found him curled and wrapped him
Kris Kristy Of
course you are
it seemed to him unconsciouslycollective unconscious
they were trying to salvage and reshape their namesake
they were welcome
to its restoration
he wasnt so ignorant or furious to
hinge one person to another because of the offchance they shared the same name
he had not met many people who
shared his name but instinctively he knew they would be unlike him theyd be their own person
it was just that that Kris for so
long had been in his mouth tepidly turned
into a Derbys Dose that he needed an a
vigorous a stringent mouthwash and time to let its drool dissipate in the
dirt
Time
1709, Sunday, 20 8.
17
1120, Twosday,
22 8. 17
