this was going nowhere fast
out the gate everyone was sensitiveso
fucking sensitive
he didnt ask the reason whythat
was personal
he asked why they chose its
location
he meant it sincerely frankly
he was eminently curious
their reactions however seemed tantamount to criminality why would he want to know
Please Im just asking
if looks could kill hed be dead
they were icy repugnant
as if he blindsided them stopped them to ask if they wouldnt mind watching him shit
on the street
angry
one cat had a small poorlyexecuted
multicoloured bullseye tatted on the heft of his cheekbone left of his left eye
muthafucker actually snarled as
he walked up on him a grubby weighted knapsack
clutched over his right shoulder
why snarl at him he was standing leaning with his back to the flat
of a structural steel post Christ he was
reading a book
he was aware someone was approaching
him from his right though he scarcely lifted his eyes unconcerned of any threat
his snarl suggested possession or territory
and fuckhim homeless owns nothing not territory not a corner not the post he
leaned against
he took paroxysmal offense
it got the best of him
manhandled
his tongue
Hey man whyd you plant that tattoo on your cheek
Fuck you
good
they were coming from the same place
No Im curious is all
Fuckin leave me alone
Leave you alone Whens the next time youll talk with someone
who isnt homeless or would prefer to duck you You have my undivided attention
Fuck you
Its on you I was reading a book You snarledyou took offense of my
eyecontact
You dont ever look at me
Dont look at you You outa your mind Ill look anydamnwhere I
want Say buddy whats with the tat Why your cheek
Dont fuck with meman
Throwin a gauntlet down yawanna fuck with me
Squirrelly cut hard right space grew between them
Good Not as nutsy as he thought
still however there was no satisfaction to understand why he chose to have his cheek dotted
not like it was a teardrop
at the corner of his eye
for whatever that meant
his casual impromptu canvassing left him
to surmise what he assumed to each his own
and they were fucking touchy about it
1536, Friday,
17 8. 18
1154, Sunday,
19 8. 18
