Yah it
was midmorning Sowha it was unlikely hed ever find himself in his
folks old neighbourhood again
the first
thing he saw as he walked into a corner tavern was a decrepit old man seated at
a table by himself before him was a halfbottle
of rye a shotglass turned upsidedown and a nearlydrained glass stein it looked warm a ruinous head stretched down
inside it like cobwebs
he looked sedate like a snakenecked crane before it struck
he would make a point to sit
facing the door the old man occupying half
of his vision
at the bar he ordered a neat double
Redbreast a pint of Guinness paid what
was duetipped then walking off grabbed the back a worn wood armchair and
dragged it to a table without any chairs around it
nobody
lookedsaid a word as he dragged it across the sawdusted wood floor
men sitting at the bar three
across loudly animatedly argued the Supreme Court
two were of a mind that it needed
to be expanded it had been illegally comprised Two wrongs they barked would finally make a right.
the third was busting his britches tickled to the tits at its
composition About fuckin’ time!A Bout
fuckin’ time!
he repeated
himself over the wrongs making a right
halfway through his Guinness sipping
Irish he saw the old man shake a wee bit like a fart exited but he wasnt able to lift his leg to make it sound
it was the first he saw him move the
three goons yammered louder repeating themselves
the old crane stabbed he blewhe BELLOWED
Fuckin idiots woudya
shaddup! Ya donneed expand the fuckin’ courtNO.
as he yelled he gestured with his armselbows bentwrists not coming above
them they moved like they were brokemoved
like he was being manipulated by a lousy marionettist Awhell NO! Ya empty it like filthy pool water, lose the turds then refill the
goddamn thing. he concluded snapping his
wrists at the floor
That would work he mused
2257, Thursday,
30 6. 22
