he wouldnt have thought that

but it didnt surprise him in the least

whats real in the real isnt off the mark in the irreal world of dreams

    basic  frankly

not to say that he wasnt titillatednot to say his cock didnt stand at attention and take notice it was bigger in his dreams 

but isnt that what dreams are about  emphasis   empha-sizing 

                                                                   his cock was like an exclamation point ! step back 

and away if haphazardly he turned in your direction  bruised ribsbroken jaw  cold cocked    a cop baton

 

he never imagined frankly thinking of all the years theyve been around! he never imagined artificial tits to follow him into his dreams 

                 never

a statuesque redheadher hair piled ontop of her head tendrils weeping out and down  pale flesh freckled 

                                                                                                               her tits like bowling ballsridiculously round perfectly symmetricimpossibly symmetric threeinch aureoles or rather bowlingball balloons that whispered latexlyecstatically beneath a sheer opaque greened top she rolled themsqueezed and pressed together tantalising  taunting  her tongue working behind her lips or loosenedlapping sensually lolling licking at her red lips 

                                                  he watched her like a cat

he wasnt put off by their fakeness 

                                     he didnt mind her playing with themdidnt mind her massaging them or pinching her erect nipples

he didnt mind the amberlighted atmosphere around her shimmering moistened making her skin shimmeriridescent  wetted  aerosolized    scentedwater atomised

 

then he was put off 

                       yet fascinated as only a voyeur can be  and fantasising

 

earlymorning,  Saturday,  10  10. 20

1204,  Sunday,  11  10. 20

Sting  Fields of Gold  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLVq0IAzh1A

 

You’re responsible, of course . . 

. . Of course of course 

                        Excuse my interruption   Of course

You are resp . .

. . Responsible  Of course

You are.

Saying so doesnt make it so

If Im responsible  do tell

You are . . 

. . I am tell me  I am what

                              Anhow Im tired of pitiful and paltry accusations  So  out of your mouthyou being held solely accountable because I will hold you accountable  You  No one else

 

I’ve been informed.

Again saying so  Ill hold you an no one else accountable 

                                                         Do you understand you alone  Youre treading precarious waters Do you swim well

 

I'm only the messenger.

That will not let you off the hook  What comes out of your mouth are your words  If you accuse me of anything that is  imagine  a responsibility falling squarely on you 

                                                    Tread carefully  It is time you weigh your allegiances  I will take you at your word

 

You're threatening me?

Speak

 

Are you threatening me?

Speak 

     speak  your life depends upon it

 

few people will ever speak as if their lives depended upon their words

he was a man of words but he was also a man of action and preferred his actions precede him

for one  he would never let himself speak instead of act

words can become a harbour of cowardice

 

taken captive

no

hed die before buying a few days of brutalised life 

                                                      that isnt living

 

2039,  Saturday,  10  10. 20 

0003,  Sunday,  11  10. 20

Chicago Transit Authority   I’m a Man   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8vY3vAbAdQ 

Free Form Guitar  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJ4eh2x2B1E