3.7.19

                                                                                          

                                                                                                          freestyle

well see what we see
                        wriote this is why he put the site up to see what could be seen

gaslight

kerosenelight

firelight
         they would have driven him nuts  though he was near far from nuts
                                                                              he liked to rub elbows with itdump its beer in its lapOoops So sorry big guy I might have had one too many yaknow 

to set Nuts up make him think he was an easy target a ploy he learned shooting pool  lose a littlelose a littlelose a little Awcomon man let me try to get even fumbles in his pocket for trammeled bills couple of tensOhmuthafucker! Twenties! onehundred dollars worth of crumpled bills tossed onto the green felt  Man lemme try to get even 


Greed is a beautiful thing 

People just cant help themselves

If its too good to be true it aint true 
                                     but he pithed Nuts when he lost three straight tenspots 

Ya gotta spend money to make money


Yeah, alright, man, are you sure yawanna play for a hunred? 

nod dumbly  sip at another shot of whiskey whispering I stole that money off mah kid brother he can afford to lose it fuckin corporate moneybags  Nice car  Fancy clothes  Asshole keeps a money jar cash  Not change penny ante shit  Paper  Leaves it in his livingroom  On display  Tries to shame me or anybody 

Alright, man. A hunred.

Hunred  You break

nice break  eightball  up four when Nuts turns the table over

tables over 

Thank you he says his best Elvis Presley impersonation Thank you very much

on to the next pool hall just ahead of the Nuts his fuckin mark and Nuts clutch of outraged friends You were hustled, man!


Lifes a hustle bend your elastic mind around it

Dont be no stout oak tree always a sapling pliable  bendy

You grow roots  youll get torn out by them
                                             his father told him when he was a boy in the backyard cutting the lawn pushing a steelwheel rigid wood T-handled mower Keep it movin’, boy, movin'. It’s hard to hit a moving target; mighty hard. I know. Almost got me killed more than once. 
he was a Nam vet      



they would have driven him nuts  though he was near far from nuts
                                                                     flickering insubstantial light teasing teasing  reminding him that it  Death  is inevitable he will fail being a human being is ultimately to fail Lifes standard an hallmark is Aint a soul whos proved to be immortal 
                                                       systems fail
You're system, buddyboy, will fail.

Ain't a damn thing you can do about it.

No  he was never far from provocationwound tight 
                                                      its upside

he was as far from the comfort of a grave as he could be


2326,  Sunday,  26  6. 19
1540,  Twosday,  2  7. 19

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