he kept his eye on it
stared it
down when he had to surreptitiously if
need bepeeking round a corner after it or in full view wearing sunglasses like
carpenters who insist theyre protecting their eyes from nails sawdust but are really using them to hide their stare so
women walking past a job site couldnt see them ogle
asif
she was densecouldnt put two an two togetherwouldnt realise their banging fell silent
hard to pound nails while looking
elsewhere
he kept his eye on it
he wanted to be all in but was
losing faith
optimism
was becoming miserly he was
miserable
he fashioned it a new name a blend word a portmanteau cinchedup tiedtightly optimism & miasma
optimiasma
since it was looking an
beginning to smell bad
it would have to do
hed be gawddamned if he threw in
with pessimists
his glass remained half full
however what it held looked polluted
1026, Day-between-Two-Ts, 22 12.
21
1030, Thursday,
23 12. 21
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