he had to write this down so he didnt forget

                                              hed forget if he didnt  his boyhood buddy Bobby would forget

That’s not true, I won’t forget, I’ve no interest in remembering; you ought to let it go too.

Gotta talk like that

Joe. Its esophageal cancer; figuring a ten hour surgery to give me a fighting chance. I understand the doctor’s good. Shouldn’t concern yourself, there’s nothing we can do.

                                                          You remember, right?

he wanted to beat him senseless

                                  You remember, right? Bobby reminded him all too often as kids that he was going to die youngdie of cancer fucking guy was all twisted up he didnt have any bad habits couldnt handle his liquor so he rarely drank rum and coke if he didKahrist didnt smoke couldnt get laid 

Bobby contracted polio in the womb

                                     two strangers from the waiting room were asked to come into delivery Bobby was baptised they were his godparents he was given Last Rites

I am concerned

Then be concerned for my Maw, she ain’t going to believe what the doctors say.

his mother was something else

                                ifya cant say something nice say something else 

she and her curlywhite female poodle had to have matching nail polish

                                                                          he thought a poodle was like a Christmas fruitcake the same one going round and round regifted

I will try Bobby Ill try real hard

You’ll have to, I’ll be preoccupied.

 

before they hung up he asked him why he hadnt written an entry for the twenty-year class reunion booklet

Man, they kept calling, calling, kept pestering; I finally told them I was dead. crazymuthafucker  his giggle was infectious

they laughed like baleful hyenas

                                  Interrupt at your own peril 

nobodys ever giggled like Bobby

he missed his gigglesmissed him 

                                   had to guess they hung around too much growing up       

0050,  Friday,  5  2. 93

1437,  Thursday,  29  4. 21

Emmit Fenn  Painting Greys  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bU0tKzy5-uE

Jetta  I’d Love to Change the World  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5hEh9LiSzow