seemingly all his life he worked
with characters
(I gotta be me I gotta be me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wH-pk2vZG2M)
Man were they ever
the newspaper
overseer of the delivery boys he worked for was convicted of statutory rape he confessed to be a paedophile he was also convicted of other chargesanything the law could pile on him that would somehow make
his newspaper superiors themselves the cops men in particular feel better about his twenty-plus years of employmenthis unfettered movement throughout the community
and the diddling just when he thought the Church had
cornered the market
he was a teenager when he hit him
up for beer and liquor because he
could but he was always able to dance outside his arms length
and took off before things got warm Comon,
stay awhile longer. No Gotta go it taught him that thats what its like to be a
woman all the fucking time curioushuh
that the overseers crime was his education
it taught him more than his parents triedhis teachers tried to teach him Life could be a fucking sensational educator
if your head didnt get turned too far around
he had a boss as a teenager who
he roofed six years for that was an adamant John Bircher Bill a wiry spindly guy with rheumy pale blue
eyes he taught him about leverage he learned you could randomly shoot a man in
the facekill him and unless you were
eyeballed in the act likely youd get away with it because there was nothing
to tie you to the dead mannot what the cops called reasonable suspicionor was
it probable cause no matter cause and
effect
Bill asked Who randomly shoots
people in the face?
Sounds like maybe you have
Maybe. Maybe not. Sometimes you
gotta do what ya gotta do to get to tomorrow. Ya’ve never had to make ends meet,
it wasn’t easy in those days, ya did what ya had to do. Dog eat dog. Dem or ya.
Was no brainer.
when Bill heard the house he lived during the Twenties and Thirties was being razed they hotfooted it
over early one evening ignored the No Trespassing signs slipped the flimsy
warning tapes strung around it like garland aside and went in it was off North Halsted A dago
neighborhood then, he said, me and mine, we stuck
out like a sore thumbs, however we was known as trustworthy people. That's how the mob underlings heard of us.
They asked if we could use work. Ah, what the hell. At its heart the mob’s a business, savvy sons of
bitches, not stupid. I wasn’t stupid. And I was loyal.
inside the dilapidated house Bill
triggered a hidden wire that opened a secreted panel under the front stairs revealing a small room This is where my mother and me made gin. I ran
it up to Wisconsin, beat ass back, and turned over the proceeds, like that,
proceeds, lot of lettuce, to the muscle that fronted us. They gave us a
respectable return, not a lot, not for the risk, but a helluva lot more than
most in the neighborhood were making. Crime pays, boy. Don’t believe any
bastard who'll tell you otherwise.
Leverage, Bill said, it’s all
about leverage.
he cut the lawn edged the
sidewalks raked the leaves shoveled the snow for an eccentric world-renown
artist painter who spent days in a studio he built for himself at the back of
the lot he owned beside his house
his wife prepared him meals and left them outside the door rapped once on it and left like room service
getting on his knees
so that he was looking him straight in the eyes he told him Never respect anyone who doesn’t respect you, respecting your elders is
a load of crap, it’s a two-way street. Remembered that.
he did
in Miami he tied up with a gal
who worked for a dealer and helped her move grass and hashishGawddamn he loved
hashish she was sweet on him she thought sharing the inside track with him
would get him into the sack he didnt want
any commitments So if you won’t fuck me,
can I go down on you? momma didnt raise
no fool
when the cops started sniffing aroundevery
good thing comes to an end know
that he got the cut-rate buy on hash
that hed been setting up for nearly a year and left the profitable business
with a quarterpound thatd be 113.398
grams a whole lotta hash he made damn sure
it was exactbusted it out on the scale he used at the university borrowed it from
the chemistry lab
Moroccan hash he tweaked the buyerspecifically through the
grapevine wha
the fuck was that she couldnt help herself she told him the cat
dug Burroughs he laid word on him from
afar that Bill also toked Moroccan in TangierDuh though frankly it also made him feel closer
to the freak who wrote Junky Naked Lunch an on an on something he knew emphatically that he shared
with the cat he never saw but the cat never
saw him either mutually anonymous
so like Junky Naked Lunch an on
an on characters woven their way through his life BING! BING! BING! BING! latest catch was Alexis a real free-spirit pincushion for a face tatted sleeves elsewhere he was confident nipple barbells on display through her selection
of thin tshirts wha
the fuck was that
Alexis was having an offday he was told or she was stoned which didnt bother him they were coworkers at a liquorstore that provided for functioning alcoholics she broke a bottle of Maraschino cherries her third that day he was told so he motioned her off the floorRun the cash register hed clean up the mess not that eight ounces of cherries was a mess
Alexis was having an offday he was told or she was stoned which didnt bother him they were coworkers at a liquorstore that provided for functioning alcoholics she broke a bottle of Maraschino cherries her third that day he was told so he motioned her off the floorRun the cash register hed clean up the mess not that eight ounces of cherries was a mess
later when she approached himthanking
him for cleaning up after her he laughed
You shouldnt thank me
I shouldn’t thank you?
No Im afraid I hung you out to dry
Hung me out to dry?
I did
How did you hang me out to dry?
doesn’t make sense.
I told them in back when they
asked what I was doing with the bucket and mop that I was helping you
You did help me.
I told them that you broke a cherry
on the floor in the middle of the store Youre my new hero
NO!
Yes Now try an live that down Alexis Yous now a.k.a. Bustacherry
Thursday
evening, 10 5. 18
1303, Thursday,
17 5. 18
Marvin Gaye https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPCWRlHgztM
