he penned note to his girlfriendwould mail it in the morning it was delicious to receive a letter through the mail than throwaway advertisements or bills he told her about his new word  he acknowledged its precursor hourglass however he was affixing it a new status he jazzed it up urglass ur-  that which is primitive is the original

                                                                                                       they lived their doled out lives on indiscriminatesifting sands of Time

hed have what authority he could take 

                                          because authoritypower does not give it up it only releases its griplets go when it is forced to suffer authority doesnt know suffering then experiencing pain made uncomfortable only does it let go hoping that the discomfort will dissipate disappear

shed follow himhis logic 

they were creatives

they took apart bindsuntied knots smashed barriers destroying fetters to find clearblue freedoms

shed get it 

            an mebbe for his letter shed treat him with one of her ownmebbe with enclosed delectables 

she is a beautiful woman 

                           she could read his mind

 

when he began writing her of urglass he saw that the time on the windup clock was 1234 

                                                                                              seemed as simple

1234am,  Monday,  18  1. 21

1540,  Monday,  18  1. 21

Fleetwood Mac  Sands of Time  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Jkp34jMeEw

 

she cracked the top his hourglass he corrected her when she absently called it that  My urglass I have an urglass before turning it for him the crack was larger than she meant

                                      but she couldnt take it back

Wait wait he had saidhe trusted her wait for every last grain to fall before turning it I want every secondevery second Im due  I have 

it wasnt greed she knew that 

                               he was trying to live fully for those he loved who he believed died too soon  it was rendering himkilling him

she decided to help

hed been running on fumes for years and the exhaustion was taking its toll

                                                                               he wasnt the vivacious man he once was

Stop complainin he said No one is Im getting older  We either get older or we die 

he used to say she reminded him We either get older or we dont

Semantics he protested  Semantics 

                                             even his maddening penchant to arguehis scathing eye for detail were less vituperative less frequent

 

she could help

she did

        he heard herheard the sliver of glass fall a peal of a thin bell a squeak of a hummingbird Whadidya do my love

Whadidya do

I want to help you, my love 

                           she began to weep

he sighed 

         then he consoled her

0017,  Monday,  18  1. 21

1435,  Monday,  18  1. 21

Pharoah Sanders  Upper Egypt and Lower Egypt   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBot2UwLET8

 

January 17 

             not something hed ever seen before  not a boy from Chicago later ensconced in Minnesota for fifteen years 

     though he was living in California now

a cute little number in shorts gym shoes and a white spaghettistrapped top waved proudly over the fence to him as she cut his neighbours lawn coached by his neighbours teenage son

he waved back

she smiled real bigall chicklets again

he was taking that it was the first lawn she ever cut

if she was smart

if she wore that getup

if she knocked on his door  Mister, cut your lawn for tenbucks; fifteen if you want to watch.

Were negotiating

Hmm, hadn’t thought of that.

No thanks  I dont like the sound of power mowers

Power mowers?

Wha you were using next door

A lawn mower.

A powered mower

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Got a second

Yes.

Im not paying you for your second  understood

                                                   that tickled her

he took her down to the backyard shed and pulled out his rotatingblade mower

What . . is that?

A manual reel mower

Silly, of course it’s real, I can see it.

E-e not e-a  Reel not real

Ah. 

     nice that she was quick on the uptake

Whawould you charge me to cut my lawn with it

Thirty dollars. And you can watch, won't cost you a penny more.

Id be saving ya gas money

But not time, an . .

. . Times money

You said it, brother.

Rather you said it like a real homegrown American capitalist

I have to correct you. Entrepreneur.

Scuse me I stand corrected 

                             Though youll have to take yermanure an hawk it elsewhere

Twentyfive bucks. I shouldn’t take No for an answer.

Yer too young for me to tell ya wha Id pay you twentyfive bucks for

                                                                       he smiled he didnt have chicklets

 

back East January 17 as a boy he made three bucks front walk side walk walk to garage in back and street walk if they wanted they could negotiate the drive 

January Seventeenth he thought

                                    Fuck me

1446,  Sunday,  17  1. 21

2147,  Sunday,  17  1. 21