rent-a-cop   police   military

need a jobwant a job

they got one for you

dress you up 

do this do thatdont think thats why were here 

We   They 

corporate   government   military

obedience

obey        they set the stage paint the scenery place the props anif it doesnt look just right   too bad  it is
     ohboy 

they paint No  No  No in thick black paint No Trespassing

                                                                    Dont worry your pretty little head.

they wont teach or tell you Know  Know  Know  unless its to their benefit  

Dont worry your pretty little head.

they paint things Blue camo-green desert-brown

fuck something up

                     Dont worry your pretty little head.  

they got your back 

you cant possibly do anything wrong  

theyre with you 

                 in lock step goose step 

its about security

                   they tell youYou got shit. You wanna keep your shit?  Others want it.

theyll keep the other at bay

they dont say that they wont be happy not really until everything and everyone are locked down no one dares challenge them

       anif youre thinkin of daring  do yourself a favor  read a little Black American History  Emancipation Reconstruction  the white Souths legalised recriminations  Ku Klux Klan  Jim Crow 

they know how to keep a brother a sister down  down an out

                                                                             Go ahead they dare

theyll treat you like a podumb nigger

dare

moneys on them

odds are theirs

you should really want to be or belong 

                                              be on their side

they ran into each other in front of a drugstore 

the store alarm was shrieking

he shifted the clothbag hanging from his shoulder forward

rent-a-cop went to his taser fingered the clasp securing it  sprung the strap 

hed say he was fearful 

Thats mantra Huh?

Nevermind

Fearful. That’s all you need to remember.

We’ll sort it out afterwards.

YAH Dont worry your pretty little fuckin head he said I wouldnt do that if I were you

deploying the taser Stand where you are!

We dancing

Don’t talk to me. Stand fast.

Why would I do that

Because I told you . . 

. . An you think you because you stumbled onto me that Im buying into whatever it is you think you have on me  without cause

I told you to stand fast. he leveled the taser at him

Best deescalate 

               he held his hands up palms open Easynow 

the creep lit him up

Fuck never escaped his jaws barred by his gritted teeth the back of his head grated raw on the concrete an gravel in the parking lot

tingling  spastic  

                 but on the dark field before his eyes he was able to align the words he thought  the words fell awkwardly in gobs an chunks like childrens playblocks  IF  HE  THINKS  THIS  ENDS  HERE  HES  NUTS  GOT  HIM  ON  MY  DANCE  CARD

1547,  Monday,  17  6. 19

1234, Saturday,  6  7. 19

Kembe X  Gino’s Disquisition  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wV0j9LXrd0g

something came out of his nose that didnt look like himhe never saw before  he didnt think it was his

frankly it didnt look like anything hed produce  fuckin alien

he felt it tuurn in his sinuses it woke him he thought maybe he was asleepstill dreaming but the rising suns light bleached his windows shone on the wall at the foot of his bed

he didnt like partitions not drapes or curtain between inside and out fortunately his house stood on top of a hill other homes were beneath his elevation

something definitely turned inside his head  

                                              and when he stirred it ceased moving  a game of cat and mouse

he blew his nose throughout the day although not necessarily to evict the curled thing in his sinuses but rather because of a weepy left nostril he suffered  a physician took it upon himself to fix his deviated septum he didnt ask him to 

his consistent continual blowing may have broken the camels back he could feel the mass descendingworking its way out

then it stopped

               he had a sensation of it becoming ariddrying out it crawled and crumbled to a stop it was riight there  Damn Move Finish this up

a nostril is elastic he thought he might be able to dislodge it with his thumb blunt object at blunt objectPRESTO! dislodged it fell onto his desk

gingerly he pushed it with his indexfinger Wha are you wha the fuck are you  You certainly arent me timidly he pushed poked the dried crud with his finger to his horror it shivered shivered like an unearthed earthwormtwisting on itself writhing then emitting dust spores then like a pill bug it unfurled got up on fine insect legs and began crawling

he stood up out of his chairswept it off his desk onto the wood floor he stepped on itcrushed it underfoot 

his mind caught up with him a moment later What did you do?

What did you do?

I . . I suppose I panicked  I crushed it

Where?

Im standing on it  Under my foot

You’re just going to stand there?

I am I will until my Comfort returns Mebbe you might wanna go looking for ityou cant miss it Im guessing itll keep its bugged eyes for a bit

Comfort’s a funny thing.

Youre telling me Whatever you do dont force it coerce it Talk it down  Talk it down be considerate

Considerate?

As you were considerate?

I was panicked Youre not You were late And youre seeking Comfort Comfort isnt terrifying or invasive

You mean to stand here until I return?

Yabetcha If stomping it didnt kill it Ill suffocate it

I’d like to see.

When you get back with Comfort I aint going anywhere Comfort aint so quick or has endurance It utilised its Flight speed leaving me to Fight

You’re not going anywhere?

Ill be right here 

You know me better than that

Thought I did. However haven’t known you to pan . .

. . It  was  panic  worthy

Okay, okay. I’ll be back.

Comfort hasnt gone too far Look for a bush moving by itself  Likely hes hiding behind it

Not up in a tree?

Thatd be me Comfort never followed me up trees  Afraid of heights perhaps

I’ll be back.

Im waiitiing

his mind sauntered off  and as it went his thoughts returned to what was under his foot Whawas that   

                                                                                                            a primal aspect inside him moaned Mmaybbe iit wwas aa viiruus loookiing foor aah hoome

It had something there 

but he knew his body to be a cesspool  inhospitable   

like Afghanistan  he was a place for empires or viruses to go to die

1404,  Saturday,  22  6. 19

1337,  Twosday,  2  7. 19