awh now that was unexpected
he
had no qualms about it unexpected was
the hallmark of his life
he sought the unexpected
and relished when it found him
if ya gotta go an you do
going unsuspected unanticipated is . . well its damn near dying in your bed in your sleep
truth be known hed rather die in someone elses bed
it was a queer turning he saw out
of the corner of his eye and stayed his
hands to the wheel
he let the car idle
he was idlingwhy shouldnt it
he turned his head to give the subtle
niggling his entire attention
on the passenger side
armrest forward where their fingers might lay on top of the button theyd either push down
to electrically lower the window or hooked their fingertips beneath and lift
to raise the window close it
there
an
odd twisting
and
paying attention seeing not just looking
he
saw that the turning an twisting an fluttering were the shadows of live oak
leaves acorns twigs cast through the gentle arc of the 4Runners windshield cast by the winter sun that he wouldnt have seen in the Spring or Summer
or Fall for the suns lower trajectory across the sky
the turning seemed nearly 3D
that
if he leaned across the stickshift an put his hand into the shadows he would
feel the scale an abrasion of the oak leaves their elongated smoothhusked nuts the
whip of twigs
really unexpected
nicely unexpected
he looked through the side window
to see where he parked the 4Runner in relation to the slatted fence that ran
beside carport
lichen had etched itself to a
slat at ninety degrees nine oclock
parking there again and
again he worked the same evening
hours he could recreate this marvelous
enticing treat
he liked to treat himself when he
could
an if Nature sought to treat him unexpectedly
the treat was elevated exponentially not by two or three an particularly because across the world in this
moment only he was the only person being treated such
awh he played with his shadows for several weeks
let them run over his handacross his fingers the sun warming the shadows dappling cooler dullblue grey electricity crawled
awh
didnt see that coming
he leaned across the stickput his
hand to the front of the armrest to play with the shadows
the nearly 3D was three
dimensional
they struck him three times
before pain made him comprehend what was happening struck him two more times
before he pulled his hand backleaned back against the car door
a pair of slender young rattlers
they retreated down into the
constructed pocket under the armrest
they caught him in the wristhis
forearm
blood twined artfully he could appreciate that
he dropped his wounded arm under his
heart slight hope the blood might
flush some of the neurotoxins out
he loved living in the country
he left his 4Runners windows opened
threefour inches
he wanted the atmosphere of the day
inside his vehicle
he didnt run the Air he didnt run
the Heater which precluded people from riding
with him they didnt want to be
uncomfortable
he liked uncomfortable
it
made his comfort better
spiders threw webs up on the dash
something twisted in his chest
nothing ever twisted in his chest
that cant be good
he looked again
the shadows didnt abandon him
the wind agitated them
they did the Wooly Bully
he better make like Wooly Bully
he fired up the 4Runner shifted
into reverse threw gravel as he crossed in front of the house an braking
stopped before racing downhill he looked
at the house quaint little thing then stomping the clutch he threw it into first
and was in fourth before he reached the foot of the hill
earlyafternoon, Friday,
22 12. 17
1250, Saturday,
23 12. 17
America Here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gDZbpEgQ6i0
Sam the Sham and the
Pharoahs Wooly Bully https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uE_MpQhgtQ8
