he was good with mazes
he dreamed of mazes
and dreaming hed been at home in them
for as long as he could remember
that and dreaming of sexually negotiating women
You’re a real charmer, aren’t
you?
My Maw said I was charming
it helped to be facially and
physically fortune
years ago in Santorini, Greece he
led the bachelor and bachelorette parties bride and groom to-be back to their hotel one long conga line that he repeatedly called a daisy-chain he was surpriseddistressed how many of his younger
cohorts didnt pickup on his remarkthey
were all younger he led because they didnt
know where they were how they got there or how to get back
after his swim the next morning during breakfast word spread among families and friends people who had stayed in they asked him how he managed itdidnt get lost
he replied he has a sense that floats lazily overhead like a childs toy balloon and keeps him aligneddirects him
I dream of mazes he concluded so I am comfortable in them
mazes and unopened doors
passions
confronted with a chastity belt he
could pick the lock with a hairpin or less-ingenious locksmith
tools he stole from his old man
he was an excellent repo man he could have been a splendid burglar or second-story
man if he was a greedy
last night he outdid himself
he dreamed it
seemed he was in it forever he dreamed he was in a
three-dimensional maze
he had been reading about quantum
physics and quantum gravity
inadvertently he dragged them
into his dreamsthey had to be kicking and screaming half the time he didnt want to be there either
hence him refusing to distinguish between nightmares and dreams like men and women people why identify themviolate them by their
sex
the maze was constructed without
an up or downabated by fluidity an
Escher-construct of ironworks office buildings malls demolitions junkyards
profound hotels and carpetedsmoky casinos bowels eyries parking garages steps stairs staff hallways and gratefully a garden
maze when he finally escaped
he thought he should have solved it
faster
several of his hes admonished him to be
grateful he did
the exercise of the maze
walking on walls
and ceilings like an insect
was to
escape it and then find France Avenue South
it was night when he exited
the street signs were torn down
a road was a road a street a
street a county highway a county highway
fucking dream didnt even afford him
an address on France
seemed his Beginning had no end
a perfect maze
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27 9. 20
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28 9. 20
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