28.6.21

 
some people claim they adore watching children run so freeso gay
                                                                       they dont  they are lamenters
what they adore is the memory of themselves as children running 
                                                                     I ran here I ran there I ran everywhere
she did too

she remembers it readily 
                          although she doesnt remember why she ran  she just did 


she was having a fancy latte treating herself 
                                               she assumed she ducked a bullet she was supposed to be having coffee with a match from an on-line dating service but he was ten minutes late 
                                                                            if he showed up now and stupidly dared to approach her she tell him to go to hell she was punctual she expected punctuality out of a prospective date
actually she was itching for him to show so she could tell him to go to hell 

nevertheless she enjoyed her medium latte in a bowl two hazelnut shots an additional espresso shot 

she flipped casually through her smartphone not looking for shit from him looking up occasionally she saw children running in the park across from the coffeeshop where she sat and mused

thats when it occurred to her 
                              she saw a little boy break a handhold with his big sister she assumed they looked like siblings and he began running she groped for himmissing his arm then ran after him

the little boy ran and ran and ran 

he swerved a couplethree times as his sister closed on him avoiding her grasp

finally catching up on his heels she gave him a chuck in the back and he went down headlong on his hands and knees  

a big head is a disadvantage that small children do not recognise 
                                                                    they have to go where it goes
he rolled onto his backhe wasnt crying

she grabbed him by his forearm and pulled him to his feet then began towing him back to where his mother sat on a blanket in the shade of a huge tree with either her sister a relative friend or lover
they were terribly engrossed with their conversation

the little boy was obviously his big sisters ward 
                                                 he was her responsibility

it occurred to her

small children run

they run because the fight or flight response does not apply to them

they are too small to fight

therefore reasonably they can only flee
                                             only run
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he couldnt say where this came from
                                       when yahawk a loogie it wasnt like the loogie had been knockin around for days SUDDENLYan suddenly this pressed on him  needed to be expectorated  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CL8ASLVWPk  a throat full of Vanilla Fudge  thatd do it  he wasnt keen on vanilla 


he couldnt imagine housefly was tasty  yet the phalanx of pussycats he fended for prowled the screen doorpouncing like panthers and convincing him to consider otherwise

he hadnt tossed back a handful of torpid insensate flieswhad he know
                                                                           they eyed himDon knock it until youve tried it  he hadnt walked a mile in their moccasins
                                             he didnt know any Indians either      

the kitkats kept flies inside to a happy medium

which saved him spools of tawdry flypaperwhich saved him picking clean their guts from his flyswatter
both appealing to him 



he kept thinkingtried believing that the neighbourhood would rebound
                                                                          it had been a good working class neighbourhood  people got along  mothers had eyes in the backs of their heads  paperboys delivered or hawked the news  kids went to school to learn and if they crossed a teacher they crossed the principal which meant they crossed their parentscrossed their grandparents of whom many were born in other countries
                                                                  they were colorblind  but those who looked in saw otherwise  they struggled with broken English and learned to understand each other  but those who listened in didnt like what they heard 

it takes patience to learn to see and hear
                                           and without it those outside determined that they werent much better than muttsbelieved them weaklings  and with what they thought they knew  compassion dictated it would have been better had the mutts been strangled or drowned when they were young
                                                                     Somebody took their eye off the ball
now all they could do was assure themselves that the mutts didnt prosperthat they kept to themselves  theyd leave them in their ghettos 

        iron heels werent overseas
                                      they clunked around Washington clunked around the Statue of Liberty clunked aroundrallied around the Flag

they were born herethey didnt originate here

they werentwhy would they going to let loose of the throttle 

they werent sharing good fortune

 

compassion dictatesdictates
                             he supposed that was all he needed to know about them  and that throttle and fortune would have to forcibly be taken out of their hands 

they unfortunately saw and heard and understood that life is zero-sum

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