he had this habit
walkingreading along hed glanceup
take his bearings something would catch his eye
an inanimate object
which hed identify as a being an
animal
a stone a gopher
a cutpiece of spoiled hose a snake
a big cuffed dried leaf a bird
it was habit
it humoured him
he walked to a venue a ciderhouse
that was having live music
hed
heard of the two performersthought I might enjoy an evening out
the ciderhouse was literally a straight
shot from his place quickright quickleft right walk just over a mile traffic
light halfway cross the streetTaDum Im there
he also thought while he listened
to the music he might enjoy a pint of cider
then decided he didnt
like it enough to pop twelve bucks for a draft
he stood at the backbehind seven rows
of wood foldingchairs and listened
was
terribly happy he came out
had a good time
walking home bit past Ten he kept
to the side of the road he was onwould cross furthur down he hadnt walked on it in
a while
walking beneath an old oak venerated he glanced a big stick big snake he chuckledlights out
he quit seeing
Fuck
Im blindwha the fuck WHA THE FUCKDont
panic Thall get ya nowhere Big
stick Arent you grateful it wasnt a
snake Maybe
Whaif it was a seeingeye snake Yasshole
FETCH
dutifully
he did
the ciderhouse was in an
industrial park
as the crowd feathered out he was
able to approach the singers and thank them for their artistry music
their remarkable lyrics
coming out onto the pavement there
was virtually no traffic wouldnt be on this
end of town
Weel
man Ifya had to go blind yacoudnt have picked a
better time
If
I had to
Yacoud
have been driving
he gave himself that
he
fetched
TAPped taptapped
listened
listened tapped listened
not more than thirtyforty steps he amused himself This is a kids game Blind Mans Bluff Marco Polo in the pool he the sole contestant It and seeking himself
MARCO POLO
I
can do this
You
have no choice
No I do not
felt like a half mile
didnt want to negotiate
the traffic light definitely be vehicles
there it was a road an Exit off the
highway intersected the street he was on Td into it
listening listening he didnt hear traffic Fuckin electric carsfuck me They can go around me
he TAPped across the five lanes to the dirt shoulder hed walkedup
on had a good sense where he was if he wasnt walkingreading he had his head
on a swivelwas observant
he played
drone
saw himself from overhead good perspective since he knew the lay of the
land
he felt the decline of driveways to
the streetfelt the Light traffic which not
having to cross it ran parallel with him
at the sole corner of the long stretch to
the ciderhouse he took the quickleft then the quickright then in his neighbourhood knew it like the back of his hand went left up
the hill the drive to his house
one step onto the porch
leaned the stick against the wall
took his housekey out opened the
front door
walked in shut the door behind
him
for shits an gigglesOLLY OLLY OXEN FREEFREE FREE
house What the fuck,
man?
he laughedriotously at the mouh
on the house
Weel man I just fuckinbested Winwood Blind Faith Cant Find My Way HomeHA
lights went on
he could
see Weel wha the fuck
in the morning he called and made a doctor
appointment
2212, Reggaefriday,
8 12. 23
1206, Reggaefriday,
22 12. 23
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