its a bitch when he couldnt stuff a sock in it shaddup the voice in his dream

could only speak for himself 

it was his voice

                though his mouth didnt move

a ventriloquist

               couldnt help but wondered if he could drink water and still say    emanate

it kept harping

                Im not writing characters Im writing script Im not writing characters Im writing script Im not writing characters Im writing script

                              whas that supposed to mean 

Are you talking to me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tp6KExqs_3o Im the only one here You talking to me

                                                                                                                   evidently

his creeping suspicion water it only when the soil is dry was that the harrowingharanguing was about an unspoken need to use dialogue to createinform the characters physicality mannerisms he threw out a few hints

                                                                                                  readers read in their voices writing dictates with superficial descriptors the reader creates characters in their minds

                                                                                                     he couldnt begin to say the times his Frankensteins looked unlike those cast for film or television television  shown on cable  didnt turn up for years after they were performed sometimes he was pleasantly surprised not often

Ya didnt heard me right

I wasnt talking to you

Im talking to you

Fine Yawanna shed some light on these lines

I can

       I can ifya wanna  listen

All ears Ive been all ears all morning

   Awright

               Im not writing characters Im writing script  is wrong 

Wrong

Yes

Whacha got

Im not writing characters Im writing scriptNo

                                               Im writing scripture

Scripture

               Ya megalomaniacal

Arent we

We arent

             Ill give ya a tad maniacal  Otherwise the closest we get is Rudy Valleeish crooning through a megaphone

Clever   But clevers not gonna drag your ass out of the fire

                                                                  Mebbe ya can toss a bone

Whacha got

Ya consider  egomaniacal

We parsing scripture

We can

If we can  can   then Ill shake hands

                                        Ego over megalo

Ego over megalo

they shook virtualhands he had to keep his hands on the wheelkeep to their course

                                                                                      You can recall I don want no God on my lawn

Yes Just a flower to help along

Yah

AM,  Sunday,  26  12. 21

1415,  Monday,  27  12. 21

Cat Stevens  Longer Boats  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRC8lqtBXCA

 

he caught himself humming a tune didnt happen frequently McCartney the othersworld humming lent itself to words

Someones knockin at the door somebodys ringin the bell someones knockin at the cellar door somebodys ringin the bell do me a favour an letem in

                             cellar door somebody was knocking at his

but he didnt always answer

his door knockedphone rung didnt guarantee hed answer

                                                           he wasnt obliged

some think otherwise

                      he didnt didnt darken doorways cellar doors didnt ring chimesdidnt call thinking his call HAD to be answered

          wasnt skin off his ass in due time   everything in its own time

phon-aesthetics phonaesthetics

                                  he found his way to it through cellar door

cellar door didnt hop him up

                                rawawkwardness did

since then slapshots snapshots

                                 cellophane floor then cute cunt optic cup mirrored minds

todays flash

             neon nude brilliant

nice to have another horse hoarse whores in the stable nice to kick it around roll off his tongue play on his tympanic membrane maul his malleus concuss his incus cuckold his compliant cochlea

                                                                                neon nude

                                                                                              he had a girlfriend theyd get stoned get naked drew on the others body with Murine eyedrops when they finished their impossible-to-see-as-they-drew skins they shuttered the room turned on black lights Christ the fun they had fucking

                                                                                                      not many knew Murine was phosphorescent under black light

neon nude joins the ranks

1208,  Saturday – Christmas,  25  12. 21

1246,  Monday,  27  12. 21

McCartney  Let’em In  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rXdIyS85emM

Fela Kuti  Monday Morning in Lagos  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Enb8Z4kgkVw

 

she came to the phone  finally

                               he called home for the holiday and talked with everyone else in the house or who had come visiting

his father said she was busy in the kitchen

Murry Kussmus. she had something in her mouthstill chewing

Merry Christmas Sis  Whawereya doin in the kitchen

Dup.

Dup

Hmmhmm.  trying to chew demurely

when ya got a fish on ya play it try not let it spit the hook

                                                            Wha kind of dup        

Dull.

Excuse me Sis not hearin ya clearly

trying to swallow Dildup.

Onmy hearin dildo . .

. . a choke . Dildup . dup. nah dough.

How do you serve dildo

she swallow cleared her throat  Dill DIP, DIP . . not dough.

Nother DIP would have thought yawere performing doo-wop  dipdipdip doo-wah

Dildo?

Wha I thought ya said

You serve it on a cracker, smartass.

After

Shesh . . . of course after . I believe the salt might smart.

Unless one likes rough sex  Dunno

Yes, there’s that. SIGH  Let’s start fresh, Joe, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas Sis

1144,  Saturday – Christmas,  25  12. 21

1050,  Monday,  27  12. 21

The Flamingos  I Really Don’t Want to Know  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PndT6D0HPho