11.7.21

 
       musing
                     musing while taking a cool bath to offset the heat of the daythe continuing heat at night   

thank Gawd it wasnt humid it wasnt that kind of heat the wholesale sweating  lying in it until the sweat chilled the sheets and he was able to fall asleep as he did in his youth in Chicago


a nice cool bath

he thought it would ease his body his mind

rather he mused about mortal remains 
                                                 he hadnt given a thought to them in a very long time

he had to seriously considered them when his wife died 

when he stoodup in the gathered room and excused himself  Everyone youll forgive me I have to go the chapel to the crematory he upset the entire room
                                   virtually everyone there  his entire family his daughters his parents her parents their siblings other family close friends stood and barred him from leaving She’s gone, there’s nothing more for you to do. Why would you submit yourself to that?  there were whispers of That seems ghoulish. 
                                                                                           the reality was the truth was
they wouldnt submit themselves to her cremation

when he tried to press forward through them the tears and wails began  No no  NO hands gripped him held him fast
he tried to escape but he wasnt able
nothing short of violence would free him 
on the wall above four doors that exited the banquet hall a huge round whitefaced clock read Ten her cremation began at Ten
he was late
he hadnt conceived of a wholesale deployment of grief of repulsion frankly revulsion 
she was the first of the family who wanted to be cremated
                                                             that she was being cremated not buried upset a slew of them
but thats what she wanted

she was going to have what she wanted

they didnt talk of anything beyond that

maybe they should have

then it would have been known he wanted to attend her cremation


since
       given that upset then that near irrevocable violence  hed missed two cremations

when they died he was at their bedside  

he was keenly aware he missed them 

though it seemed no one else was



in a cool bath on a terribly hot night he mused regret

0111,  Sunday,  11  7. 21
1206,  Sunday,  11  7. 21
Emancipator – Rena Jones -- Flowerpulse  Iceland  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7RSaFAnu04

 

he was mistaken

 

it wasnt the weight of their deaths that confounded him

rather he struggled the weight of their transformationstruggled to affirm honour  relate to their beliefs

he loved them deeply

they were irreplaceable 


he hoped desperately that they did indeed transform
                                                        that spars formedtheir sails filled with whitehot or coolblue breaths of rare atmosphere and that they sped unerringly to their destinations on fleet ochreyellow sienna wings gloriouslyconceived one with them as a birds butterflys dragonflys
    
1323,  Twosday,  5  6. 18
1514,  Saturday,  10  7. 21
Jefferson Starship  All Fly Away  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48dKEtrK7xU

 

he heard Al Greens voice in his head as he laid in a cool tub eyes closed running circles around himself Im so tired of being alone Sing it Al  he couldnt hold a tune for his life  he didnt mind a singer fronting himpleading his case

Im so tired of being alonehere by myself

the dumb fuckinretarded  redundant circle   what didnt they get
                                                                    they knew he lived alone 
they knew when he returned to the real world he had to react quickly to a virusthe Trump virus  which he didnt know existed 
       THEREFORE  safety demanded he disappeargo underground

during quarantine he took or made only occasional telephone calls  once a weekmaybe 
                                                                                             he didnt talk with anyone regularly 


NOW

            What’s wrong with your voice? You sound funny.

Really My voice

Yeah, you don’t sound like yourself.

Ifya don use it ya lose it

Do you got to be cryptic, cant you just say?

Cryptic  Just say
                  Whas so cryptic bout ya lose it ifya don use it  Everything weve enduredeverything befallen us  we are still livin on the same planetarent we 
                                            Unlike you I live alone  

Yes, I understand you live alone.

Good Got that straightgot that out of the way
                                                Livin alone a year an a half  Who am I talking toexercising my voice so I don sound funny when I talk 


I suppose you’re not talking to yourself.

Yare sharp thickskulled Polack 
                                My voice is different because I don use it I don sing to records I listen to jazz asya know  Dig

I do, I do, I’m just saying your voice sounds . . weird.

Deal with it or don call
 

he imagined he sounded like a Trappist monk who completed a vow of silence    HA  closer to Gawd 

2304,  Reggae Friday,  9  7. 21
1439,  Saturday,  10  7. 21
Al Green  Tired of Being Alone  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tdw7kxD8eUc
Nina Simone  I Put a Spell on You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ua2k52n_Bvw
Jefferson Starship  Miracles  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7m8izf-oXY4