he got stoned on jimsonweed thrice itll
make you say that
stoned
is not accurate
a.k.a. alias Datura stramonium if someone wanted to pull up their pants and get
fancy
there was nothing fancy about
high on Datura
high
is not accurate
Mary he was trying to get in Marys pants
returned
from California from a trip expressly to cop some jimsonweed seedpods Damn things grow on the roadside she
said free for the taking.
she took what she could carry
We chew on this she said an he chewed on that gnarly
quartered seed pod asif it was Marys clit
chewed on it asif he could eat his way into her hearthe was all-in We
chew she said until nothing’s left. Then we swallow.
bitter
tastes bitter as . . aposiopesis
once upon a time he might have
said it tasted as bitter as . . ass but hes had ass since
and ass he had wasnt bitter
hed leave it tastes as bitter as
. .
he watched Marys jaws work and
work and work and he chewed and chewed and chewed keeping up with her
she said she had jimson before
along the way they suffered some fuckin
hilarious retches tearsintheeyes guttural gags made the gnawing fun
finally Mary looked him in the
eyesher eyes yet teary and grabbed a cane-weaved bottle of red wine by the neck
and gulped itswallowing the thoroughlymasticated seed pod
she handed the bottle to him
he followed her in kind the wine was good he didnt drink much wine she brought it up out of her fathers
cellar they wouldnt have known a good
wine from a bad one but they figured her
father did
it certainly helped alleviatewash
away the caustic bitterness in their mouths
Mary sat back on the couch
Could
you throw more wood on the fire? It’s outside.
she was an angler
he was a fish
the room was darker
she loved firelight
Be happy to he said Right back
Outside
Where
Generous hint
he felt something inside his head
at his peripheralhis temple peeking at him yellow eyes blink blink
if he was to stack wood where would he stacked it
nothing in the yard
Hmm
Hey yelloweyes
Where would you stack wood
yelloweyes just kept staring blink the eyes were beginning to look alien
Marys old man was fastidious a dentist he was pretty sure her old man knew when he and Mary liberated some
nitrous oxide at his office after hours
hed keep wood under
cover
three car garage
back of the yard
probably used one as a bay
kept wood
he tried turning towards
yelloweyes it avoided him Heyman Why didnt you think of the garage shesh Aint got a brain behind that ugly kisser
Fuck
he quit glancing at his peripheral he gathered a heavy armload of wood maybe Mary would be better with yelloweyes
than he she was kind thoughtful understanding
yelloweyes oozed out of his head
and hungweighty across his shoulders like a stole
as he walked back to the
house up a narrow sidewalk along a
hedgerow the hedges Eewed and leaned away from himthey ruffled their branches
like feathersEeew
EEW Thats
all they got
in the livingroom after carefully placing the wood of the stone hearth he didnt remember opening the door
Mary
Yeah, Joe.
I think I walked through the door
to get it
Yeah. Through the door. Why not? Why wouldnt the door be courteous, it’s
atoms separating. a brother needed help; helped him out. Gotta think the door
used less energy letting you pass through it than swinging itself open and shut again.
The door’s shut, yah?
Ill look . .
. . Look from here.
he looked
the door was shut tight and
locked
it was he and Mary for the rest
of the night
he watched the fire
it was entrancing
he watched the livingroom window
crawl up on the ceiling like a spider
and looking out through it he saw the outside shudder freeze glare
shudderthen twist churn move asif he was
watching clothes turn in a washer at a laundromat then the window
crept to a corner of the ceiling and began to inflate swell a clinging bubble its belly distending descending towards
him fisheye he saw his funnyhouse reflection in
he wanted to touch it
when he reached for itthat portion closest his hand recoiled it dimpled it Kirk Douglas chinned
Sensitive
he heard the wordthe voice
it didnt sound like him
Mary
it didnt sound like her
Sensesitive
that sounded like him
the window shrank and hung in the corner the fire reflecting off it
the window shrank and hung in the corner the fire reflecting off it
he thought he threw a log on it from where he waswhere was he on the couch beside Mary she had taken off her clothes she was playing with herself she didnt seem to mind that he was watching or the window either from the corner Why didnt he think of jackin off Yelloweyes You Fuck You are braindead
Sensitive
that sounded like her
she gulped gulpedgasped
he shifted onto his belly on his elbowsbetweenherlegs
and watched
she brought herself nearly to a frenzythen stopped panted panted pant pant panted
when her breathing calmed she went after herself again
once she looked down over the top of her jiggling tits at him
she smiled
then her eyes went off somewhere rolled back in her head
he looked up
the window wasnt up in the corner
it returned to where it belonged
he put another log on the fire
from where he was
Huh
he looked back to Mary
You said something
her pussy smiled
but didnt repeat herself
she blew him kisses
he blew kisses back to her
a tall house plant that had been to his elbow when he sat sighed and laid across his back
to watch Marys pussy and fingers too
it wasnt heavywasnt a distraction
it was warm however
and wrapped like a tamale he became sleepy
he woke in the morningsun coming through the window spooned with Mary she was naked shivered her skin goosebumps she pulled his arm over her like a blanket
he gripped her tithis wristforearm across the other her nipples swelled her goosebumps shrank she warmed
he craned his head to look at the clock on the end table above their heads
the hands were doubledthe numbers doubled the clock a doubleexposure
he closed his eyes
the doubling made him slightly nauseous
he clutched Marys tit harder grounding pleasurable
the nausea receded
as he fell back to sleep he sensed the livingroom window creeping up on them
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