he looked back over his left shoulder he couldnt see 

                                                       I cant sit here I cant see the clock The tree limbs are obscuring it

You can stand up, walk over to where you can see it, then return.

A lot of work rather than just turning my head and seeing it

I like it right here. saying so he patted the metal café table top

Enjoy 

       he stood picked up his coffee and crossed to a table that sat at the edge of the paver patio  he sat in the furthest chair  looked   the clock

he was not illprepared

his canvas bag slung over his shoulder inside were a couple of books clipboard of paper pens 

                                                                                                    hed entertain himself

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?

he looked back across the two tables between them 

                                                       Do I look like Im bluffing

WE MET TO HAVE COFFEE.

We did But you know its always been incumbent that I can see the clockknow the time . .

. . You can see it from here, as I said, stand, walk over . .

. . Interrupt myself Glancing to discern time or wasting time to discern it truly anticlimactic anwho wants to interrupt a climax   Friend 

                  he felt it was a good argument  neither had been laid in awhile

                                                                                      I have a reason Whas yours

I SAT DOWN.

You can sit again

Christ. 

        You’re being unreasonab . .

. . No  I provided a reason  Yare being unreasonable

Didn’t mean to say, I didn’t mean to say.

However you did 

                   Whas the hangup  I SAT DOWN 

I don’t understand why . . 

. . No you don

               You don understand the necessity tha I contemporize You also don writehow many letters did you write this week this month  this year

Why write if you can call or visit?

You really want to go there I don think you want to go there  No 

                                                                     Get up off your ass and sit with me

no he didnt want to go therehe didnt want again to be dressed down for his entitlement be remindedagain  how easy things were made for him rightly accused of the indubitable glinting silver spoon

sighing he got uppicked up his coffee walked over ten feet and took the chair across from him 

                                                                                                   There. Happy?

I woudve been happy whaever the outcome Im not hard to please

1445,  Thursday,  17  3. 22

1100,  Sunday,  21  8. 22

William Basinski  Melancholia  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJe4FJ6qMDg