he looked at his inside feral
catshis outdoor ferals peeking in through two separate screen doors Awright gang
feel like stretching my legs this afternoon Too nice a day to stay inside
from overhead through the open
doors he heard his hawk cry
it was his hawk because no one in
the neighborhood ever seemed to stop what they were doing to take in its free
criesits luxurious circling
give him wings and hed soarhed see how high he could fly and never worry
the wax meltinghis wings rooted deep in his skeleton his muscles constricting relaxing
constricting relaxing flung held
outright fixedwing soaring diving
Hit this raptor he thought an you got 210 pounds of flesh sinew snapped
bones hurtling through your windshield
Aint no airbag savin your life mebbe packing your brains back in your skull Mebbe
Shovin your eyeballs back into their sockets Mebbe But guaranteed aint no open casketaint no separating me from
you entirely your familys gonna have to burn the whole mess Will in order Did you really love up your family the last
time you saw them not knowing it was the last time
he lived with cats
he loved to torment themloving
them up theyd know for certaintheir
coats still mussed that he loved them
it was a fine bright blue day whiffs
of cloud like subtle beads of sweat at ones temple moisture in their armpits
he hadnt walked five minutes down
the Old Town road when he came across a tangle of black irrigation tubing broken
kinked laid atop a leather workglove
he looked again
wrong
he was wrong
but what he was looking at was wronger
yet
a squirrelrather its remains nothing but something that looked like a large
twisted fivefingered gloveJESUSCHRIST What
the fuck was with people
had there been a car on the
driveway hed have doubled back and knocked on the door and ask if whoever was responsible
for tearing up the irrigation was around
if he was going take issue with someone in the house he wanted the right
culprit no sense braining an innocent though
by association possibly not-so-innocent themselves
acorns apples apricots dont fall far from the
tree
What the fuck was going to have
to suffice for the front end of his walk
it wasnt as bright blue as it was
a moment earlier
descending a steep hill dead
leaves in the breeze came on his heels like fast knowing lizards lizards running through his legs then out
ahead of him stopping then avoiding his
steps halting running again jeering him eluding him
their playfulness was balm helping offset the dead squirrel Really he sighed
he walked and he read for nearly
two hours
he walked ways he hadnt in nearly
two years prior to whatever it was that incapacitated him nearly
nine months he liked to think of himself
as either that terms baby or resurrected his body attempting to wreck him
if it didnt put him away it made
him stronger
on the last of the long string of
San Jacinto lazily strung between El Camino Real and Traffic Way staring at him from up Nogales on his
right in the roadFUCK ME in the middle of the road something
he wandered over expecting to find yet another small animal dead that no one from the homes either to the left or right had any sense of compassion to
remove itbury itnot let it be smashed disfigured any furthur
Ah Its nice to find something that isnt dead he
said out loud it was an inanimate
thing a handkerchief of green tan
camouflage
he snatched it off the road and stuffed
it in the back pocket of his jeans
hed wash it and utilise it no
waste for him
before he picked it up he was
halftempted to take a picture of it print out Lost/Found fliers an staple them
to electric poles tape them to street signs in the neighborhood put their
assemblymans telephone number on it label it Bubba Whiteman
for shitangiggles
for shitangiggles
itd be exactly something like that
that would take the smart of thoughtless human callousness out of his eyeshis dayhis
mind
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1123, Day-between-Two-Ts, 7 2.
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