the question was innocent enough 

                                       but sometimesa lot of the time they propelled him to places hed rather not go but couldnt help himself he had a roving Mariachi band their feelers outlike an anemone feeling for food dragging it home relentlessly unapologetically   things gotta eat

she asked Have you heard of an organic cemetery?

  I have not

                 But I can easily imagine

What do you imagine?

War

War? That’s terse.  Not much of an answer.

I as you know try to be succinct

                                    Its a damn goodnear perfect descriptiondefinition

How so?

  Give it momentlet it simmer in your skull  You use your imagination its dark side

Nothing’s coming to light.

To light  Clever   Yawanna think mor . .

. . No. You obviously have a thoughtan explanation . and I’m impatient as you know.

I know yes 

             War   Battlegrounds  Killing fields Atrocities    Mass graves

                                                                                 Organic cemetery

That’s gruesome.

   It is

         Results the same save for the peace celebrant  ceremony

she shook her head  The way you think.

I cant take credit

                   I have a horde to help

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Edwin Starr  War  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZJRJpbGkG4  maybe not absolutely nothing

Zeppelin  No Quarter  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wdqDmJbm2eY

redlettered dimlylit EXIT floated in the chiaroscuroatmosphere of a darkened movie theatre

                                                                                                    or thats what he was lead to believe

dreams are like that

sometimes they suggest

other times they demand

this one was a real bitch

one in heat

pulled on the chilired collar around his throatYah he was cool

                                                                  she snickered when she reminded him if she pulled too tight he might not be able to say the safeword

No sweat I trust you

A lot of dead man have trusted women.

Theyre not us ya got my back You get too carried awaytoo enthralled Ill wake an your enthusiastic tugging will dump you on your ass

                  An I don want you bruising your beautiful ass

she chuckled reached outstroke his cheek with her thumb fingers under his chin

                                                                                      You’re so sweet to think of my ass. Got a great ass babe

What’s our safeword?

Fuck if I can remember

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