28.2.19



No no I didnt  I didnt say that Maw

You did.
I didnt
       Either youre not listening to me my words or perhaps   you might wanna have your hearing checked

I can hear fine, thank you.

Dont get yer panties in a knotMaw often you mistake my words Are you having problems with your service your telephone

No. I can hear you clearly.

panties knotted she was digging in  If you can hear me clearly then why do you consistently mistake my words

I don’t . . 
. . You just did . . 
. . Excuse me . . 
. . Ill have to . . 
. . Excuse me . . 
. . You just did  Again

What didn’t I hear correctly?

he sighed Gateway I said gateway Gateway Were discussing marijuana and I said marijuana isnt the gateway drug to harder drugs rather  the gateway drug to harder drugs is alcohol

You said Date rape drug then asked me what the hell I was talking aboutwhat date rape drugs had anything to do with harder drugs

Gateway drugMaw not date rape drug 

This is like a Rod Serling Twilight Zone Saturday Night Live episode  Gilda Radners character Emily Litella

Who?


Christ 
       Never mindMaw  Never mind

1358 again,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  27  2. 19
1231,  Thursday,  28  2. 19


politics by props 
                  LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE!

Democratic congresswoman Rashida Tlaib (MI) should never have apologised to Republican congressman Mark Meadows (NC) member of the (white  virulent  Trump-can-do-no-wrong) Freedom Caucus  and HUDs Lynn Patton should not have allowed herself to be used as a prop                                                                                                                                shame on her

1139,  Thursday,  28  2. 19


he was having a non ice cream cone  two scoops

one scoop of GOP overlookers who serve on the House Oversight Committee and a scoop of no Trump Pyongyang Hotel 

he wasnt sure he was going to be able to finish it  it was HUUGE

1022,  Thursday,  28  2. 19
689 days remaining or less

https://www.msnbc.com/morning-joe/watch/mika-rep-cummings-a-model-for-dc-and-the-country-1449878595769






26.2.19



Whats your name  strangely hed been attracted to her since the second time he saw her 

My name?

Yes your name  Weve met before talked a lot but weve never been properly introduced

Whats your name

she smiledshe had great dimples 
                                   I don’t think I want to say.

Rather. I don’t think I should say.

Why

Because then we’ll be familiar. And I don’t think I want to be familiar with you.


Familiar  thats somewhat   ambivalent

Perhaps. But we’ve gotten along well in the past. Why name it?  Why name us?

You think a names a label

The people who know me, when my name is mentioned, anticipate, expect, certain things, things I might, or would say and do. So in that sense, I am labelled.

Do you think our conversations parleys I like parleys although were not enemies is outside what theyd expect from you

I’m afraid so.

Were two people talking  relating  

I think they would think why should we, we have nothing in common.

So  inadvertently they would sell you short

Yes, though not intentionally.

Which means what You dont strike me as being dishonest

No. I am honest.

Am I fulsome?

To a point. 


Unfortunately I’ve always met their  intentions.

Noblesse oblige  Huh Never thought Id actually utter those words Ive written them a lot by the genuine look on her face which looked so innocentso confounded Its an obligation honorable  generous  responsible behavior often associated I would say rather assigned by birth high rank  wealth   by particular societies

Noblesse oblige. he didnt have to repeat it  Yes. You hit the nail on the head.

An I can do it with either hand  Ambidextrous  I was a carpenter too

she smiled it had an easy way of going off in her face a gorgeous rain of fireworks I’m tempted to call you Jack, jack-of-all-trades.

I am competent thank you but you should resist your temptationsat least that one theres others however Id very much like to see 

she laughed hardshe didnt cover her mouth  he could swear the room brightened  

There! You see?  That. That suggestion, implication, I should blush, I would have blushed before someone else, others; but not before you.

It’s wonderful. A completely honest wonderful feeling.

Without shame

Yes.
     You’re right. 

Without shame.


When somethings natural it is  It is without shame

she smiled slowly  softly   an emerging sea anemone  Thank you.

Youre welcome

she gently cleared her throat So I won’t call you Jack.

No Please dont

And me? Would you like to take a stab?

What do you think?


I think youre a bomb waiting to go off


2350,  Monday,  25  2. 19
1057,  Twosday,  26  2. 19



do not call FAKE PRESIDENT Leader of the Free World if anything hes a leader of a slender thread of white racists and nationalists which is an American shame https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-M4I3pPe4j8
1222,  Twosday,  26  2. 19

Bang Zoom


Drumpfs re-election pitch  Four more years! Four more years! Making America Greater!
                                                                                             because if he isnt re-elected  he’ll be indicted  BAM!  

2034,  Monday,  25  2. 19
692 days remaining or less
Bang Zoom  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fw0zQzcRU2g

25.2.19



 SUN

             sun warm on his backhis neck prickling his scalp .rejuvenating his brain  rejuvenilising  reinvigorating reacquiring him

bees hummedcrawled in the rosemary at the lusty blossoms  the succulents stood tall vibrant  rainwater engorged them

a Cuban smouldered between his fingers

a handsome bottle of Guinness Antwerpen stood beside his hand 
                                                                    HAPPY   he was happy

how did he qualify happy when all things in his life werent happy 

easy  it was easy 
                    he was alive

he was alive when so many he loved were dead


two suicides would always grieve him 

they knew what they wanted 

it wasnt that they didnt want him

they just wanted out  death
                               not feel their sadness any longer  their pain


he couldnt join them in their depression 
                                          he didnt know depression
sadness yes

not depression

it wasnt part of his fabrick wasnt part of his warp or traversing weft


they didnt botch their suicides  they werent cries for help they werent submissions  their suicides were frank honest statements I’m out of here. I won't be kept.



finches wiggled among the rosemary branches now they ate the blossoms the bees backed off

the apricot was buddingapricots apricots were budding the saplings that had taken root from seed he was hopeful one day theyd bear fruit

his neighbours ventured out

he hadnt seen them in a long time

whether they were well or not he couldnt say

he had no gauge to ascertain their health or condition 
                                                        he used to throw Wiffle balls back into their yard from his that their boys or their boy and his friends used the fence between them as a homerun wall it was apparent some of their ballgames ended when the last ball cleared the fence landing in his yard 
                                                                             when he was a kid hed be damned to let a fence get in the way of his game hed scale it his crappy neighbours wouldnt return a ball if they found it his maw got lots of telephone calls that her son was in their backyard  Stay out of their yard she said. No What did you say to me? No I dont care if theyre unhappy  Im fetching my ball out their yard  I aint hurting anything It’s their yard. You’re trespassing on their property. Then they ought to be calling a cop not you


his neighbours werent his concern

his concern was his happiness  
                                 everyones concern ought to be their happiness for no one other than themselves were responsible for it and if they were unhappy it was theirs to correct  find

he went inside to urinate he would rather have watered the poppies that grew in the yard but people didnt like or appreciate natural processes they were civilised yaknow

                                                              the Cuban was nearly finished

he set it down for a moment beside the Guinness a book Modernism: The Lure of Heresy who wasnt for a little heresy hair of the dog  they made him happy

no one made him happy

happiness was his pleasure  it could be a chore although fortunately it never was it was never a chore  or hard

it seemed to be innate  who he was

hed take his lifethis ride he was on to its very end whatever that would be and wherever it ended it would be too soon it couldnt be long enough he always found something to tease out of it

he was in love with Life

She was his great romance

all the others were secondary to Her



Ah  She bestowed him a hawk it came over the ridge crying flew over him crying I’M ALIVE then began to spiralrise on a thermal  its wings spread wide  effortless 
                                               I’M ALIVE

maybe he would be reincarnated a hawk 
                                            to kill  circle  cry gloriously   unhinged    free in the skys ocean


1409,  Sunnyday,  24  2. 19
1203,  Monday,  25  2. 19
The Who  Love Ain’t for Keeping  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IEaobS9O4A 
Jefferson Starship  Ride the Tiger  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmJEIVZo538

24.2.19




DONT   DARE    PLEASE


dont dare please 
                  the words were woundround looped by a sinuous line a fine stitch cursive  curvaceous   a spidersilk an arachnid on acid

he leaned back in the caster wood armchair and looked at the printing on bright white paper flat now  the precise unfolded quadrants   brilliant against the black leather blotter 

leaning back he wondered who printed itwhy he hadnt noticed it before the paper folded a corner peeking out from under the sterling silver tray that held a cut crystal whisky decanter and tumblers

he lived alone


a demimondaine she saidcalled herself Jean it could only have been hershe had been his only guest in months Jean  as pronounced in France  she corrected him when he anglicised her name

Jean

Yes. Now you have it.

she was twentysix twentyseven he wasnt guessing over the week and a half she stayed with him she had her birthday

What would you like for your birthday he asked

I want to spend it in bed. With you. I want to eat in bed, drink in bed. With you. 

It is my birthday.

If thats what youd like we can make that happen I can make that happen

she smiled wickedly
                       Make  that   happen



DONT   DARE    PLEASE

                                         Jean was capable of the most intense desires



he looked across the desk at the horsehair chairs opposite it fingered the paper 

she sat in one for a while then the other moving between them like a cat naked fidgeting between them lounging across their arms never sitting in their seats hugging a green embroidered silk Indian pillow  she liked how it felt on her skin 

You like how I like it she said like me rubbing myself with it 
                                                               she rubbed her breasts her nipples piqued she ran it between her thighs she held it over herselfher legs splayed while she masturbated   
                                                                                        masturbating her green eyes keenly on him she moaned moaned  You should masturbate with me 

he had meant to write the pen and paper were on the blotter You should masturbate with me 

he stood up from the chair and unbuttoned his pants I excite you he let them fall to the floor stepped out of one leg and began stroking himself  let her set the beat

she smiled wickedlylasciviously I really excite you, don’t I?  I do. she dropped the pillow Look at me. he looked at her 
No. Look at me. 
               he looked at her widespread cunt artfully shaven and shaped and slick and moist her finger slowly slowly massaging her clit slipping inside her Come to me.
                                                            he went around the desknever taking his eyes off her cunt
he stood before her matching her beat You want me to suck your cock. with his free hand he grabbed the loose ponytail piled on top of her head straddled her leg yanked her face to his belly his cock at her throat
                                                                                                he let go of her hair then grasped it again roughly he guided his cock up turned her head aside pulled her head down by her hair slipping her mouth to his cock
                   Take ittake me he felt her lips kiss himher lips part her tongue wiggle she sucked shallowly  shallowly shallowly 
                      he pulled her head up and back by the hair she smiled wickedly he smiled as wickedly back and pulled her head down again to her quick tongue  to her sucking shallowly   
                                                                              he pulled her head up again by her hair and then let it go fall through his fingers red highlights auburn her head free to do as she wished she took him in her mouth deeply  swallowly  deeply  swallowly  again deep all the while stroking and fingering herself he could hear her fingers churn slap he could smell her her scent fragrance 
                                                    he grabbed her tousled hair again slowly  slowly  slipped her mouth off his cock pulled her head back  stepped back and leaning forward he kissed her briefly then kissed her forehead her eyes her cheeks  then he kissed her deeplytheir tongues twined wrestled deeply  
                                                                                 then he broke off their kiss their eyes on one anothers eyes and sank to his knees between her legs she spread her lips with her fingers You want me to suck your cunt she released her lips slowly reached to his face offering him her wet fingers 
                                                                                           he opened his mouth she slipped them into his mouth shallowly he sucked her fingers ran his tongue between them  sucked them shallowly then deeplyher other fingers at the corner of his mouthstretching his lips 
                                                                       he gagged and gagging she laughed like a child at him and stoppedwithdrew her fingers  as she took her fingers back she grabbed him by the hair with her other handslid down deeper in the chairspread her legs wider and yanked his headhis mouth to her cunt 
                                                                                               he kissed her he sucked her stiff clit  he stuck his tongue inside hergrabbed her by her hips yanked her furthur forward in the chair to his mouth he tongued her anusshe jumped he bit her cheeks buried his nose in her cunt backed off sucked her cunt againher clit happy under his tongue he stiffened itfucked her with itshe gasped she yanked his hair tried to pull his mouth off of her gasp she yanked his hair again and againhe burrowed lapped sucked he fucked her with his tongue gasp she yanked his hair again though feebly she bucked against his face gasp gasp she yanked his face to her cuntbucked again againagain gasp she blewshe ejaculated spurted gasped spurted again he lapped at her she screamedbarked she was too sensitive now she raised her leg got her foot on his chest and shoved him back 

from his haunches he smiled up at her  Jean my demimondaine  My sweet demon

she came once more weaker  still splashed the rug



they spent her birthday in bed

hed never spent an entire day in bed with anyone

he was occupied only by her her body voice  eyes   hair    mouth     intelligence intellect  her stories


                                          Jean was capable of the most intense desires



DONT   DARE    PLEASE


2034,  Twosday,  5  2. 19
1159,  Sunday,  24  2. 19

23.2.19



to be fair when so many arentsimply refuse to be 

in full disclosure when so many have to go back again and again to correct their omissions Ohgolly shucks, I just forget, really.

there was one other thing that drove him nuts 
                                                 that when he forgotgot too busy  was distracted  that he suffered 
no one else should suffer it but sometimes he became short  his failing  it wasnt anyones fault other than his own


he confessed earlier that after he bathed and thenTHEN had to take a shit THAT pissed him off to no endREALLY his bowels couldnt have tapped him on the shoulderwhispered in his ear Hey, man, if you wait another fifteentwenty minutes we’re going to have a healthy one a happy descendant from your colon to your rectum to be expelled  ifya wait just a bit longer, buddy Dont call me buddy  Dont call me boss
                                                               that other thing which drove him nuts was when he showered dried himself he forgot to clean his ears with Q-Tips
he never forgot his kids ears while raising them 

on occasion he forgot himself  forgot himself after they moved away
                                                                        funny isnt it how your kids hold your feet to a fire and you benefit then separated you mislay the occasion youd never misplace it while they were home  youd rather go to hell when they were kids

what is that

parental responsibility 
                         a responsibility youd forego  which makes no fucking sense at all

forgetting to clean his ears hed go on with the rest of his day asif underwater  his ears begging  sticking his little fingers in his ears bought him nothingnada  zip  shit
zipshit 
        he hated being on the end of zipshit'

then when he found himself therefound himself turning on a spit  held by the gills  ugly when you hold a fish like that  uglier when you hold yourself by the throat which reminded him  autoerotic asphyxiation two of his friendsnot buddies died that way he never did find out if the magazines spread out at their feet were the ones he got into their hands

funny not really to think how sexual proclivities might kill someone such proclivities appetites killed a few acquaintances or their spouses touchy touchy  touchy  a wife of an acquaintance came to him she admitted she offed her husband now she was free he sawdidnt he that they could be together she wouldnt be cheating on him not now
whoa WOW
              that was one fuckin telephone call to make to the police


he really hated it when he forgot to clean his ears with Q-Tips 
                                                                   unsavory memories had at him


shortly after 1700,  Friday,  22  2. 19
1616,  Saturday,  23  2. 19