whatever thoughts filled his headstuck
and hung strungout clinging strands saltwater taffywhatever he was thinking ceased
it careened off track blipped Offlineblack
as he walked at the edge of the street towards what looked like at its shoulder
was a heap of tanned rouged bones defleshed?
a hatchet of a scapula an broken humeral rod truncated rib bones held to a
splintered flange a breastplate a queer
pastiche rank evidence
vehicles took care to go around
it
he assumed the drivers worried
whatevershards they were were sufficient to puncture their tires though passing beyond it a mere inconvenience they
thought no more of it
he assumed
he didnt care for
assumptionsthey were shallow
actors didnt assume a role
they dressed themselves in its
skin and portrayed the partthe fiction a
personality they cant assume the flesh
and blood and bone the performance would be shallow uninspired
while growing up he made observations
stole lessons he tried to emulate postures and poses that were attractive to
him he learned manners and ways of revealing himself with words and without and
over time and experience he honed them and made them his he became genuine though only after endless samplings trying them
on to see if they fit
he outfitted himself to a T
Mei a young woman of Chinese
Japanese descent who he really enjoyedenjoyed her freckles played gentle
connect-the-dots art on her skin with his fingers that inevitable ended with her
hand clasped over her mouth through-her-fingers spurts and fits of laughter who knew freckles were so ticklish Mei was the first
person to recogniseremark say out loud of his authenticness charisma No
matter who you’re with, or alone, you carry yourself you walk exactly the same.
You never pose. You’re person is extremely attractive.
Ahbaby you like me
I do, but liking you has nothing
to do with it. Its truly who you are I can look down the block see you walking
see you from behind, I know it’s you. Very, very few people carry
themselves like you do.
You recognise me from behind
I can. You move distinctly,
very different from the people around you.
now up on whatevershards they
were he saw they were broken wood and sticks enmeshed in a loose clot their connective tissue shreds of
interwoven bark
he smiledhe said out loud Ahhyou fooled me I was convinced I was sure
you were the remains of a human body
what seminal actors though secretly he wished horrifiedrelieved they were remains
what seminal actors though secretly he wished horrifiedrelieved they were remains
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1057,
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Damien Rice Me, My Yoke, And I https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmrTAog-LSE
