they were none too happy  

funny how that shit goes 

                           one moment all love hugs and kisses tears of sorrow  familial sympathies

the attorney speaks

his grandmother left him her house and everything contained therein

THEREIN Howbout that  if there ever was a legal exclamation point if not  had to be close

her house

everything inside it

WellShit

 

the attorney having tended the Will closed his valise excused himself and left HIS house

 

WellShit Whahe think bout that

he was a grandchild out of the middle of the heap  the middle of sixtysix grandchildren  eleven greatgrandchildren  eleven children 

                 Howbout that huh

the family was none too thrilled

he could close his eyes and smell it

                                    some had shit in their pants 

 

Whahad he done to deserve this

Maybe deserve wasnt right

That was right

There wasnt a soul he could askNOPE not a soul 

it was curious how crushing silence could feel squeezed his bellymade him feel he had to use the toilet he knew he didnt have to 

              though might be a good excuse to get away momentarily

everyone who thought there might be something in the Will for them came over to Babcias Babas house after repast

What a fine kettle of fish

 

frankly the only thing he wanted from Babcia was her fur coat

it was a long fur coat after the fashion of the day

she had always wanted to return to Poland before she died and also wanted a fur coat that her husband promised her but they could never afford

her children afforded her both

she returned from Poland disillusioned her life disillusioned her  the village where she was born the church she prayed in its cemetery where her parents were buriedWHY why she left eleven years old her uncle vouched for her she came to America and lived with him and his family were scrubbed from the face of the earth by the Nazis

not even its crossroad existed

it was a handsome fur he wanted to cut it down to make a short fur utilise its excess and fashion a stole  maybe a muff too 

the fur was inside the house 

No  they were none too happy 

when it was time to leave he left 

on the street crossing to his car he stopped

he turned around

family was still insidewere standing on the fromt porch

how none too happy were they

he had an apartment

but he didnt have to go anywhere

it was his house

a car approached him

painted him with its headlights

cant stand in the middle of the street

the car slowed

his shadow was long and stark and defined

 

he went back into his house

 

he locked up when everyone left

 

he didnt undress

he laid down on his grandmothers Babcias bed the chenille she told him that she changed him on when he was a baby

he could smell her

smell her soft scent

he thought as a boy if there was a heaven if there were angels theyd smell like her 

he thought Tomorrows another day  Ill think then

he fell asleep

he slept too hard and deep to dream

 

late morning he wrote,  Thursday,  30  5. 19

333 or 1533,  Easter Sunday,  4  4. 21

Dean Martin  Ain’t that a Kick in the Head  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7jgZTDLeIs