the light was better in the livingroom
to write
natural
as opposed to writing under a
lightbulb
in the livingroom he was nearly under a skylight
to his right was a
bank of windows unfettered by curtains or blinds
he opened the two French doors
as he did overhead he heard a hawk cry
no
better affirmation
he teased his daughterhis
son-in-law that their home was as much childproofed as it was
grandparentproofed for
him he couldnt speak for his son-in-laws
parents
maybe they knew how to escape
maybe they knew how to escape
Door ajar the system warned
No a door is a door it is never a jar
there was a shallow woven basket
at his elbow that held a blackplastic controller likely it controlled the plasma television
screen above the fireplace gas fed the music system the security
system
he didnt have any ideahe didnt want
to know
he chose to have no aptitude for the technology
there were three laptops in the livingroom
they were locked by passwords
an even if he knew the words Word up!
he wasnt enticed he preferred the security of his PC look at him and his acronym he despised
acronyms he preferred his tower and screen and faulty
keyboard the keyboard was reminiscent of a steel-caged Underwood typewriter he banged his school papers and thoughts out
on
he was from the Stone Age
rather the Stoned Age
unencumbered
freeer
less clothed
less
madeup
rarely tatted
more humane
more humane
then he thought of the freaks today makingup policy
fuckers commiserate to his agehis years though probably since childhood they were
overinflated overindulged they were taught
they were exceptional Why wouldnt they
buy into their parents and that cultures
assessment
Money talks!
Money talks!
they were never exceptional
he would have loved to have a fistfight
with one
but that wasnt possible
they had someone else who would do
that they didnt believe in physical labour
the livingrooms silence was a balm
like the silence inside his twentyteight year old vehicle
no air
no heater
no
defroster
no radio
no cassettes
the power locks still worked
though his familyhis daughters were grown he didnt have to worry about protecting them
the
power windows still worked
as did the sun roof the closest hed ever
come to owning a convertible
driving in it he achieved mobile
Zen
when he arrived at his daughters home she shared with him something she had written
with it she gave him a blue lace agate
the agateshe insisted would
provide him gentleness
You should treat yourself better.
You dont think Im gentle with
myself
No. You seek adversity,
which provides you a reason to confront, and to be antagonistic.
Im fine baby Mars is my ruling planet Aries is always spoiling for a fight Its my nature Either inherent or inherited
I dont give a fuck Im comfortable in my own skin
I dont give a fuck Im comfortable in my own skin
Im sorry if I distress you
You should try not to worry about
me
Ive been on the planet longer
than you
Gives me a sort of seniorityhuh
she smiled at himtshe had this beatific smile a smile that understands that encourages that is accepting yet
compelling
he hated when she smiled that smile at him because he couldnt be other than who he was even if he tried
she had to know that
he inhabited a wolf in sheeps
clothing
woe to those who didnt see
woe to those who didnt see
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