yesterday was a day of unexpected
informed death
we aint dead until no one remembers
us
yesterday was a day of unexpected
informed death
we aint dead until no one remembers
us
2235, Thursday,
30 9. 21
Then . . throw cautions to the
wind, trust me.
You don’t trust anyone.
Sally forth
What? Come on, that’s, I think, indisputable.
Im me you aint an Im tellinya I don
Not much of an argument when you come
illprepared
Anya began with You know
Just
being contrary.
Facebook drops them in the water hands
them an anchor and tell them to swim
I can’t swim.
Yahwell, we couldn’t give a fuck.
he loved a challenge
took off his clothes and jumped
in
the water looked marvelous
three of five
description second line
four
description One hot Mama
all jumbledup like wooden balls turning in a Bingo cage
One hot Mama
I’m really good from behind.
Shes preening on a tennis court
Innuendo no doubt
Alex Smith
while he knew something was off with
him he couldnt put his finger on it he
thought it was a defense mechanism when confronted with difficult emotions in
others
Your sisters not a mental health
professional
No, no, she read an article
and it piqued her attention. She then read a series of medical articles
researching it
Wha do you think
It is what it is.
I hate that lineone of my few
hates Thats feeble man
Well . . I’ve come this far.
Did she say there was a therapy
I didn’t ask, I’m not interested.
hes come this far
he lives alone
has few people he needs to negotiate
hes probably happyfeels good that emotions dont tear him up
its something hes put in his back
pocket to remember to pulloutto temper
his own emotions regarding him when hes chill or vacates the premise when a confrontation
– not a better word for it – becomes apparent
it was queer to learnnever read any of the Baum books that
the Wicked Witch ruled Winkie Country why a country named Winkie
just asking to be invaded by hordes or Vikings or something Teutonic they preferred the color
yellow Winkies he
knew preferred pink – painted their freaking house pinkFollow
the Yellow Brick road he wondered if
Winkies were road builders labourers
1202, Monday,
27 9. 21
she wasnt being specific
therefore he parsed her words
she asked What do you think?
their conversations ran from
highbrow literature history politics science
mathematics togratefully profuse banality
he was the master of Banal
No, isn’t happening. Why put myself at risk? risk averse return on investmentROI
Risk is exhilaratingFun
Not if you lose.
Ive lost more than Ive won
Not me.
Makes one resilient adaptable got scars
to prove it
Not me.
his cohort loved cars sport cars strictly appreciated their superficial cosmetic appealamongst other things
his cohort sallied forth on what he
thought he understood about transmissions powershifting shifting gears
What do I know?
In regards to your . . fuck no words other than lectureshootin
from the hip I might add . I have a
response
Opened my pants stood there a bit I fartedthe works began A transmission of sorts smackdab in the midst your yammering
Why yammering?
Youve farted sparked your piss I know you like that word I DONT Correct Its happened
DUH.
Yamay still tout yourself the
45th President Yawere however theres a 46th President
Unfortunately President Obama
played alongplayed nice and didnt purse Bush & Company for their neocon instincts Afghanistan
Iraq abductions black sites torture Guantanamo drone strikes twisted laws
Your parents . . . they were crematedcorrect
Yes.
he shifted his stance
It isnt my intention to make you
uncomfortable We can change the subject
if you rather Im curious is all
I don’t visit because they’re not
there.
Uncomfortable? Why would I be?
Other crypts for family members
Do you think they laythat they chose
crypts because they thought family would
visit
Yes, he did.
he slumped his spine give way a bit
Why donya
he cleared his throat As I said . . they’re not there.