12.3.21

 

         he liked to play with words  changeup spellings run them together like a trainwreck  see whahappened 
see through untamedeyes


brute utter bruteutter  the second made him think of bruisedbutter 
                                                                        Joe his grandmother said careful at the churn, you don’t want to bruise the butter. was that possible must be or she wouldntve said

 

braisedbeets
bruisedbutter
bruteutter
mysticmutter
                     mischief 
havin some fun  playin

aint no mischief in that 
                          What mischief are you getting into now, laddie?  Mr Carter


Mr Carter his middleschool English English teacher understood him better than most  maybe he saw a bit of himself in him 
      laddie 

by the end of eighthgrade he knew himself better as laddie than Joe  Mr Carter breathing down his neck 
                                                                                                             not without reason  without reason would have been harrassment yes 2 Rs 
                                                                    lets say he was prone to leaving doors open so opportunity had to come up step into the threshold to rap them with hard knuckles


Mr Carter probably understoodsaw he was a throwback 
                                                           that he wasnt going forth into a black night without a torch or a compelling reason 
                   not into creeping slouching technologies that he felt would pull people apart like stickytaffy only the few preferred would elude being cooked and stretched and mangled

 

laddie  not faranaway from Luddite
                                      which honorifically he was                                                              
he argued for horses over electrical cars Whahappens when batteries are spent Whahappened when nuclear rods were spent

But you don’t like horses.

Its not a matter of liking Im unfamiliar unfamiliar because I didnt grown up around them I appreciate their biology their strength

I prefer horses pulling wagons running on open ground green grass watered and fed to sterile scabs of concrete and tarmac that lace and twine and choke the earth 



a lazy Ludditeladdie loungesrelaxes on an old lavendercoloured Adirondack laced and latticed with greenshade ivorypale lichen in a late summersun 
                                                        just playin
  
0835,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  3. 21
0954,  Thursday,  11  3. 21
Elton John  Madman Across the Water  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nq4J_n6vMYo