ON THE ROCKS

he scribbled it in black ink at the top of a pagecircling it the rest of the page was written in red ink 

                                                                                                        bits about javelins and boomerangs school of hard knocks thickcut pepperoni veggies and somebodys telephone number  he wrote the number but not their name

he wasnt curious either

                           weird shit always ended up on his pages

here  randomly  another page 

vascularity 

fistula

frank and beans 

                     he disregarded the franks because he found Bush’s Sweet Heat beans  

but he digressed

 

ON THE ROCKS

                   what was he talking about

where was Sherlock Holmes when you needed him 

wheres a cop when you really needed one

after his last couple run-ins with the police 

he wouldnt . . really need one

were cops getting dumber 

                            or maybe everyone was getting dumber

he struggled through grade school

he was convinced he didnt want to go to college

his folks werent having that

to shut their mouths he took a few classes and they all but confirmed in Aces that he didnt want anymore school

it and he had been a bad fit like a bad marriage held onto for the sake of the children

things that meant the most to him scholastically educationally he didnt learn in school and it seemed to him and he liberally shared it with anyone who asked school was like being pithed lobotomised blinkered 

                                                                                                     but when education and he  he realised  were in confluent  he smoked the instructor and then found himself dawdling in the principals or deans office accused of disrupting class

funny he always thought anyoneeven an educator continued to learn his education suggested not not given all the times he was reprimanded

he didnt shine often 

                      but when the game crossed into his field of play he played unrelentingly

he figured everyone had their playing fields playgrounds  grounded to the max and could be a bit of a prick about it

he listened to pricks if they knew what they were talking about

unfortunately most pricks didnt

fortunately he rarely met a prick who was a girl or woman

women had more going for them than being pricks so he naturally gravitated to their company 

                                                                                                     naturally

 

ON THE ROCKS 

                       too bad he couldnt recall what he meant  or what might be

 

apparently Monday,  19  10. 20

1234,  Thursday,  22  10. 20