3.6.19


last week of school! 
                     the American flagthe California flag beneath it were flown at halfmast at the junior high school
the Virginia Beach mass shooting


he had an idea

next time the flags are raised in the morning fly them halfmastleave em at halfmast

itd be more efficient 
                     particularly when regarding the festooned big-shoed baggy-panted clown-showthe mimicking cowards governing the House and Senate  governingHA from the Peoples White House
he was sick and tired of being patient

1356,  Monday,  3  6. 19
50 Cent  Patiently Waiting  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsRUfh99ncA 


all the dark walnutbrown had gone out of his hair

it was just a matter of time

he was grateful though

many people he knew didnt live long enough to see the colour pass out of their heads

they died with the shock they were born with



it was a coin-toss between the surprises and those who begged-for-it

his sympathies were always aroused by the surprises 
                                                       the Why thems

and stopping to think for a moment

regrettably 
            
he recalled more Why thems than otherwise

and crawling steely in through the back gate
                                               Only the good die younghe hated that adage

but by what he knew to be true  they did

his best friend

his wife

his brother

his sister


they were on one handhe didnt count his thumbhe didnt extend his other hand to be numbered  
                                                                                                      he  shut  it  down

however they were there  
                           but he preferred setting them to one side  remember them as they washed up on the surf of his memory

the four on one hand was more than enoughmore than enough for him to contemplate  



happily he would have exited in their stead if his life hadnt its own course
             
1542,  Saturday,  1  6. 19


he was pretty tore upcoming apart at the seams  threads unraveling  skin thinning   he wasnt tolerating things as well as he used toas well as perhaps he should  not that he ever tolerated anything well

it wasnt skin  he readily invested skin in various games  
                                                         rather it was the lines the barriersethics not wall  his morals
morals

there wasnt anything that could entice or seduce him

no price tag  


                 he couldnt be other than who he was




the thinning skin he inhabited was something else he knew exactly from where it came


his sister diedshe died of ovarian cancer

she battled it for six years 
                            if her doctors had known a few months earlier what they learned had she undergone a complete hysterectomy after her breast cancershe was done having babies  having a uterus and ovaries doesnt make a woman a woman MAYBE she wouldnt have suffered the bouts of ovarian cancer she did

MAYBE  IF
                 IF   MAYBE  
                                      the words had caught in her throatcaught in his craw

shed never have a craw

she was too beautiful

he wasnt 
         however curiously  people always remarked when they meet them together that she was the spitting-image of him if she were a man  and hed be the spitting-image of her if he were a woman

usually they nixed agreeing refused the flattery

he usually step into the fray first and said Thank you although he couldnt agree  because if he agreed hed be distracted by playing with his enormous tits hed have become a porn star
                                                                   and she covered his ass admitting  admitting  if she was drunk she be prone to distraction by playing with her cock Not enormous  Stop


they were yin and yang to the other or yang and yin or yanking cock or tweaking and sucking nipples



when he gave his mother and sisters and sisters-in-law vibrators one Christmas she was the only one who said Thank you  and left it at that

simple Thank you very much

she shamed Elvis




his sister died ten months ago  to his mind theyve missed forty telephone callseighty to onehundredtwenty hours of talking sharing laughing  they were robbed 
                                              every second of that missing time thinned his skin

Aw baby he whimpered you need to help mehelp me from going down this rabbit hole Im struggling  struggling terribly 

You know me  

I rarely struggle


SHADDUP AND MOURN   Eventually     Eventually




or maybe it was the whiskey talking

1424,  Thursday,  30  5. 19
1053,  Saturday,  1  6. 19