I wouldn’t bet on it.

he didnt like the haughtinessthe subtle sneer on his face that pushed waterhumped it like a big fish swimming just beneath the surface the swell distortingrefracting the sunlight playing off it

                                                                               the moak seemed as unaware of his sneer as the fish would be unaware

childishly  he couldnt help himself he mimicked  I wouldnt bet on it

the sneer came on full  aware the fishs back broke the surface No. I wouldn’t.

disdain has to be met with disdain 

                                     which follows a natural course  as natural as ebb and flow as respect is met with respect or violence is met with violence or sooner if he saw it coming

Ah But youre not me and then with a slight Elvis snarl showing canine Are you

*   *   *

the canine slipped back under his lip leaving his counter to decide if or not he wanted to acknowledge the tooth

nuanced

a quiet facial expression

to read someone is pure nuance

meaning  the moak had to decide whether he intended violence or rather he was feigning it

he put the ball in moaks court

now he watched to see how he played it

since the intent  the I wouldn’t bet on it was his

the sneer melted away

maybe he called his bluff

or he was feigning

Christ he loved this gamehe may have been better at it than he thought he didnt like to think  he reacted to his nature he reacted understanding that he was responsible for his actions he was utterly comfortable with whatever the consequences might be

once you accept thatknow that everything flows and follows as should be

                                                                               is as should be  Fate?

nah  not really

more like an equation

like math

variables to an equation  =  an outcome a particular answer that particular “fate”

if handfuls of broken rock were strewn on the ground and he tossed a small red rubber ball onto the rocks

where it ends up

how it got there

is “fate”

smaller rocks

same ball

toss

the difference is in the variables

another “fate”

nothing is a sure bet

thats why you play the game

an as he thought – he was getting good at it

he certainly had scars to prove it

he was generously provisioned

right scars

wrong scars

so far they had healed

more importantly 

they healed before the next game

he was a quick healer

he remembered what he had to – tapped it as second nature – his pain informed his memory

pain the simplest reminder of Now Being in the moment

“Stay with me. Stay with me.” pain says the seducer

then with the recognition  a wry smile and smilingpeeling its fingers off his armknocking its hand away from his chest  Gotta go

“No. Stay with me.”

hes beyond its moment  Gotta go

the last  talon   slipped away

*   *   *

he watched moak watching his canine sliphide behind his lip  And so

So?

Where we at

I asked you  Are you 

                                             Are you

0847,  Twosday,  12  11. 19

1149,  Reggae Friday,  6  12. 19

Savoy Brown  Ain’t No Need to Worry  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQ5zX5gdhK4