what the hell was with the
coffeemaker
it irked him from the kitchen
opposite the wall at his back
he got up off his arse
he made his way to the kitchen
sloughing off thoughts that screamed Whar ya goin ya FUCK in his ears
thoughts deem themselves
importantdemand your attention Shaddup hold
yer tongues In a moment stick a pin in
it
if his thoughts couldnt hold their owntheir place they werent worth his time belligerence bought nothing inside his skull they could hold their peacetheir breaththeir place in line and then speak when spoken to no different than with children in good time good time teaches patience impatient adolts could go to hell he refused to recognise them maybe it wasnt their fault its a kids job to want attention however its their parents job to keep them in check and if there werent two he didnt cut the single parent slack if overrun if deficient they should just have named their child Sex appropriately or not tipping off other adults
if his thoughts couldnt hold their owntheir place they werent worth his time belligerence bought nothing inside his skull they could hold their peacetheir breaththeir place in line and then speak when spoken to no different than with children in good time good time teaches patience impatient adolts could go to hell he refused to recognise them maybe it wasnt their fault its a kids job to want attention however its their parents job to keep them in check and if there werent two he didnt cut the single parent slack if overrun if deficient they should just have named their child Sex appropriately or not tipping off other adults
he walked into the kitchen
aroused by the fact that he didnt smell coffee brewing
writing consumed himeveryones
allowed an addiction hopefully
an addiction that wasnt harmful but like reading it didnt come as
a deficit to his other senses
writing
didnt stuffup his nosedeafen his ears didnt have him turn a blind eye paying
attention only to the words that descended out of his headran before his eyes onto his
scribbled page descended out of his
convulsing neocortex freefalling
with Tom Petty through his sloppy hand that
only he could decipher sometimes
errant imperfect but then setting off a new evolution lopping off a confused stunted shoot sucker he was a keen arborist
he should have smelled coffee by now
he made strong coffee
he cut it a clump of brown sugar sips
from a glass jigger of Irish and ate six or seven Medjool dates
it was a twelvecup carafe
the morning began earlier than he expected
his girlfriend stopped over late unexpected after he buttonedup the liquorstore for the night that ravishing unexpectedness was the hallmark of their
relationship
they hadnt seen each other in a
couple of months
their being apart had exceeded
what they thought they would be
unexpectedness is sometimes a bitch or a prick
consequently they evinced a fullblooded
stamina splashed their bedroom walls and bed like mad drunken Pollocks
they had the stamina for requiting unrequited
love that sucked the marrow
from their bones and supped on the cytoplasm of their cells like ravenous vampires
then they
collapsedlimbs tangled they fashioned a
thousandpiece jigsaw puzzle difficult
and intriguing to determine where he and she began and ended
she had to be gone by six to make
it to her studio shower dress to make it to work on time and he couldnt rightfully sleepslack while she had to fling what was left of herself at the day
parting at the big yawn of her
car door she conceded You fucked me senseless Im shaky I feel like an empty eggshell
Then we did as we intended baby
You
Im exhausted Husk of a man
she smiled coyly Then I did as I intended while I was conscious . . .
.
. . Yes you left abruptly
I did Happily satiated Im sorry I didnt say goodnight But you wouldnt have heard me
he smiled
he wouldnt have
coming up from between her moist
thighs rearing his head fatigue sapped him with a leatherwrapped leadshot blackjack
he wobbled
but before he dropped he set his doublecymbaled windup alarm clock a
relic My
God she often muttered You ever going to get rid of that it OhHell no Its an alarming clock an for all the years weve
known each other its the only alarm to rouse youpry you from sleeps arms I like
sleep Id be happy to be cradled until it
got tired of me Hey Thats my job
he entered the kitchen
just over four cups were made
the red light indicating it was
On was out
it was plugged into the wall
outlet
Sonofabitch he nearly moaned its dead
he unplugged it plugged it in again
still no light
Dead
then something he intuited made
him pause made him step backstep away look
at it from a different perspective
look at it keener
he let his exhaustion simmer evaporate
clear his eyes evacuate
his senses
AWMAN
AWRIGHT YOU KNUCKLEHEADS he
growled
Its always nice to have you back
but dont play with the appliances Just
tell me your home
the OnOff switch to the
coffeemaker was depressed it was turned Off
Funnyfunny ghosts Youre a riot
the coffee began percolating
again
Nice to have you home again
roommates You seem always to pick
poignant moments Cant you see Im
struggling here or was that the point
Fucking
comedians
High Noon, Sunday,
3 6. 18
1503, Saturday,
30 6. 18
Tom Petty Free Fallin’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7BKda_T1eVM
