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               was kinda whimsical  kinda a stumbling in out an aboot a path tack which levied demanded crazy unexpected results Whodve thought  he hadnt

                                                 Maybe like radioactive man like Bikini Enewetak Atolls no more atolls atall

utterly invisible to the naked eye a benign virus spreading ahead around me FUCKme man Im dead center

Im the bullseye

                 It emanates from me

Don’t ya think yaoughta take a bow?         

A bow

        I should I should as a matter matter thas funny  as a matter of fact I will I believe I will he almost hurt his backwent a bit too deep

he was leaving a shopping center toting a canvas bag of groceries over his shoulderhad to shift it a couplethree times so it rode right and was readying to open a book to read as he walked home

I saw.

Thank you for being observant

with book in hand opened he threw his eyes up to take in the lay of the land people if there were any obstacles hed have to sidestep as he read

                              to his right she stepped out of the doorway onto the porch behind her boyfriend  Hermanos Taqueria he only knew that because a friend recommended it The best Barbacoa tacos you'll find in the valley.

stepping out wasnt correct or appropriate

                                             she  floated  out

it was hard not to eyeball her

before he could drop his eye she looked up they made eyes

caught he smilednodded

she blushed noddedsmiled in return 

she was stunninghad to know young twenty cappuccinocoloured skin wearing a light ochre knit sweater split little lower than middlebreast loosely laced with an ochre thong that accentuated scarcelybound flattered her ample breasts

none of this was lost on her boyfriend 

he doubledback took her by the elbow

                                         she seemed startled by the unexpectedness and stepping forward onto the break where a ramp descended to the street she stumbled

                                                     their eyes still engageddistracted perhaps attracted

                                                                                                                     she stumbled towards the streether boyfriend lost his hold but she was able to rear back in time saving her faceturning it left to avoid striking a four by four post that supported a slanted tile roof which provided a porch for outdoor dining

                                                                                                            she did however bump it with her chest her right breast to one side her left to the other which deliciously isolated and verily ascribed their largeness as the lucky post was embracedengulfed between them

this was the third scoop on top the cone that began in Produce a child pulled his mothers blouse open a random wardrobe failure as another woman was unloading her grocery cart she clutched to close her top Ohmy, excuse me, I’m grateful only you saw.   No excuse necessary Im grateful

                                                              she blushed wildly and giggled

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John Coltrane Quartet  Out of This World  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQ9Y0oS0lyo

I got an idea. she said

About time. he said

he said things like that

usually he saved his contempt for when people were around so he could make them laugh uncomfortably  but they laughed nevertheless   most of their friends were his

he thought he was clever

Your thought, what’s your thought? his tone was condescending

Sorry . . . was thinking of something other . .

. . You can hold two thoughts at once, will wonders ever cease?

she sniff  she chuckled

                           I can, an I also believe I can cease . one wonder . . right before your very eyes.

A magician, where’s this talent been all this time?

that smarted

              All this time, all this time? It feels long . doesn’t it?  How long does it feel to you?

  What?

           uncharacteristical  usually his mouth forged links dense long chainsconvoluted gnarly chains of words

often she wondered when he breathed between them

                                                         What? I asked.

Time.

         How long has it felt to you?

What . . what feels long to me?

I said time . let me . . . qualify . .

. . You’re going to qualify . for me.

Apparently I'll have to . . I thought it’d be more . obvious.

Qualify.  I’m confident I can follow.

Good. I depend on your confidence.

his eyes went sideways

she didnt talk to him like that

My idea . . time . time long past due . . . I’m calling us quits; as you’re fond of saying, Fini!

his jaw went hard

                    You . . you can’t call us quits, we’re we and as we, us, we have to . .

. . Concur? now she was being clever

If you would, yes, I would have to concur . .

. . In order for us to call to quits.

In order of us to call it quits. 

one last mocking she told him too many times not to mock her

                                                                  Actually that’s not true. I quit. Time, my answer for time, is long past due I’m . . . long  past  due.  I’m exhausted, take your show out on the road an see how it plays elsewhere.

So . I should leave, I should leave our plac . .

. . Doesn’t matter to me. You. Me.

                                    Fini!

Quit with tha . .

. . Irritating, isn’t it?

You’re being ridiculous.

she held up her hands

                        I surrender. Tell people whatever you like, you’re off the hook. I’m gonna say if asked, I don’t expect I will, but if I’m asked . . I’m saying I took our relationship to the edge of the dump, shot it in the head, rolled it downhill to let it commune, be chummy, with all other things inert.

Mr. Loquacious was tonguetied.

Christ, bout time. she thought

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