10.7.21

appleseed

 
under flickering yellowlashes candlelight soaking in the tub he looked up kittycorner to the corner above the basin cabinet and mirror 
                      there was a pitiful spiderweb he could scarcely make out the spider in it

he took a sip of his whisky then set it down on the tubs edge over his left shoulder he held the liquor in his mouth mused  before he swallowed
                                  he mused that it had been four years since a spider attempted suicidehiding in his bathwashed towards the drain

appleseed had tried three times in just over a month

she was huge

her web in the same corner was fastidious

he cleanedup the countertop the desiccated deftlywrapped insectcorpses he gently swept them into a small dustpan and laid their bodies outside in the poppy planters maybe someone one day would accord him the same respect  it shouldnt be hard to respect an extinguished life


yaaintnoappleseed after appleseed disappeared squatted in her web  

he attempted suicide once
                           but appleseed had prepared him no suicides on his watch

he again proved nibble shutdown the waterdammed the wash to the drain with his handsaved him


appleseed proved stalwart after her attempts hed take the stepstool and standing on it he blew into her web shed rush fearsomely out of the corner at his face  then heel 

theyd converse 

rather he talked to her
                         it wasnt until he said goodnight or goodday and stepped down off the stool that she retreated

the evenings when his illness reduced him to crawling out of the tub shed come to the edge of the web  he either hadnt the strength to coordinate to squat to stand or couldnt endure the pain in his wrists and hands to push himself up
so he crawled out of the tub 

maybe his crawling made she suspect he was a big spider

 

when she disappeared the last time he realised her grace
                                                              by disappearing she didnt let him confront her dead body on the countertop 
which would have crushed him 
given his healthhis state of mind

  appleseed had been his companion for more than a year 
                                                              it didnt strike him odd to say that he loved her

1230,  Twosday,  6  7. 21
1322,  Reggae Friday,  9  7. 21

wouldnt it be wonderful to disappear rather than die

Jud

   mebbe   mebbe  if he reached deep deepdeep down inside himself  he could find a spot that  reaching    reaching  NAH there aint no spot in him no place that held sympathies for white supremacists seditionists   bootlicks following the fray  the whining that theyre being political persecuted                                                                                                                               whiners like the Formerlike Putin  FOX  Gosar  degenerate Republicant lackeys who say It wasn’t that bad . .   They were tourists . . .  but in the moment of the Capitol insurrection ran for their lives when things got realHANG PENCE  an had the rope and noose

prosecution is not persecution

         they listened    they made their bets  doubleddown
                                                                    like his Maw would say hed love to hear her say it again They made their beds, let them sleep in 'em.

1646,  Reggae Friday,  9  7. 21
1022,  Saturday,  10  7. 21

Louie

 

Awshit scuse me   I ah didnt meandidnt expect  to ah  interrupt ya

the tree gruntedfroze in midcurl

Yawanna finish out I can wait aint going anywheres special  No ticktock no time constraints

it jerked its crown right indicating him to proceed  some dried leaves shook free a squirrels nest shifted

I am sorry  Excuse me

the tree grunted again

after he passed behind it and was out of the way he glanced back

the tree went back to curling a rectangular slab of concrete with its roots that it had broke free years ago

often passing hed smell tree sweat

hed stop and look at the tree

it played dumb

first time he caught it in action
                                though over the twelve or something years hed been passing this waydescending the broken sidewalk and steps he suspected as much

 

 a nice treat

1500-ish,  Thursday,  31  12. 20

1349,  Saturday,  16  1. 21

 

 

awwell  some miserable entity was trying to bugger the tree 
                                                                the bustedup slab of concrete it curled was demolished removed and fresh concrete was poured  likely some clown tripped on it fell and enraged approached the bank above off the parking lot  the nearest business to the old broken steps and threatened a lawsuit

bitch bitch bitch 
                 he didnt feel a clumsy lummox was entitled to sue

Pickup your feet when ya walk idiot
he was assuming 

rather than striding up the fresh steps and landing he took the dirt path to its side avoiding the green concrete and stepped on it only to cross to the tree

Awshit big guy he stroked the rough bark of its trunk  Im awfully sorry  A facelift destroys character 
                                                                                                           Im awfully sorry

No worries it grunted  I’ll knock the hell out of it again, gimme a few years. We'll call it isometric training in the meantime, eh? 

he was flabbergasted  the tree talked to him he gulped 
                                                        Yah yah  its been some time since Ive heard isometric exercises said out loud

Yeah, well, I’ve been around a long time; the stories I could tell ya that I’ve witnessed, overheard, by the screwballs coming down the hill from the sex shop next drive over. Curl your hair. Humour you to no end.

he musedsmiled   Well Louie I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship
                                                                                       Casablanca
I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Nah ya wouldnt  not unless you grewup in a yard outside a house outside the livingroom 

Yard, livingroom? 

No rush  We got time 
                          I gotta go now but thanks for speaking up 

Whenever you pass you always say Hey, how’s it going? 

I do 

Louie? 

A name  Ill call you Louie an you can call me Rick 
                                                      Until next time 


the tree had gone mute 

he smelled tree sweatmaybe heard a grunt 
                                              Louie was already after the slab

thirteenhunred-ish,  Twosday,  6  7. 21
1204,  Reggae Friday,  9  7. 21