he smiled  he was pleased 

                            he emailed texted made telephone calls  all he wrote or said was

chump indicted

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that hadnt happened in some time 

                                    matterafact  he couldnt remember a time finishing off three pens in any week usually they jumped off one by one

antha despite two being red Cristal BICstheir chambers see-through didnt occur to him to looksee probably akin to his circumstances of the hirsute fat man who lived in an apartment across a courtyard from his who had a disturbing tendency to lumber naked the drapes curtains unclosed 

                                                           more than once he was irkedtempted to put his eyes out with pens when unguarded he happened casual glances outside his window 

   two medium red BICs one Finepoint Pentel RSVP blackink

hed miss them 

               he needed to find a freshpacket of Pentels he had one left 

Cristal BICs hahaha 

                     Not funny Dad. 

It is love 

he told her with an Amazon purchase he bought a box of 50 Cristals with other packets of 10 he had he told her that it was very likely hed never have to buy another BIC

Don’t put that out into the ether.

Its okay babe Ive covered my bets

                                    Ive chummed the ether  Im livin to at least onehunred 

So why do you think you won’t have to buy more BICs?

Because love Im writing more frequently than I ever have directly to WORD on the computer

   Oh . . . that makes sense . . 

. . Yah doesnt it

It does. 

Yah

You still holding onto a few of the emptied tubes, caps intact?

he chuckled 

             Yes

Are you still spitballing people in the library who refuse to be quiet or create incidents with librarians by refusing to take their cellphones outside to talk?

he laughed 

            Yes sweetpea

You still really good at it?

How canya not be good at something youve been at since grade school

Bible verse . . put away childish things?

Corinthians King James Bible Chapter thirteen eleventh line 

                                                                 When I was a child I spoke as a child I understood as a child I thought as a child but when I became a man I put away childish things

Yes, that's it.

Love I don think I was ever a child eldest of ten I had responsibilities

So do you think spitballs may be latent, ongoing celebrations of a childhood you didn't have?

I think thas as good an explanation Ive heard  Thank you I appreciate your wisdom

Apple, nut, don’t fall far from the tree, Dad.

Good thing were on the phone ya mightave bought yourself a sloppywet spitball

I pick an choose my battles . . when to speakgo face-to-face or over the phone.

That wisdom love aint off my tree

Oh hell no, you prefer being in someones faceprefer confrontation.

I do I do

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Windy

vision of Tomb Raider Angelina Jolie in her heyday 

                                                    lookingup out of his bookglancing at familiar terrain that bordered Main Street  grassy mall left  new storefronts apartments upstairs across the traffic

in the flashing crosswalk a woman 

                                    just as he looks back down into the book she dips her right shoulderbeyond the unzipped gray hoodie a blackcloaked breast juts into viewOH MAN head pops backup finger plants becomes a placeholder locomotion churnsKEEP ON TRUCKIN’ hes on a ride

control room Full Speed Ahead 

shes nearly to the curb

some inner primal scream

                          Turn right turn right turnright if she turns left her back to him he wont have a hope an angle to admire her breasts 

seems

         at the sidewalk  she hesitates 

maybe responding to his mammalian cry cetacean song

   she obliges turns right

Awww 

        its out an loud before he can button it

his churn lessens 

steam escapes

jutting blackcloaked breast

her purse tucked under her arm 

unconsciously the book levitatesNO SHOW HERE the finger comes out  as his eyesdejected fall back into the book he glances forward once more 

                               clear sailing ahead

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Association   Windy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bPYT9Vyu62A 

itd been picking on him the last two morningwas waking himnot even waitin on him to peel an eye  wake on his own

   amiss

a plaintive note 

five letters 

           a first appropriately   m     i     s     s  swept across his wide screen 

                                                                                            repeatedly   

maybe a miss 

               a woman 

a mrs

amassing

harems an eunuchs

    a mishmash 

                      he hadnt no intentions of acting a longago rajah

what was amiss

what was the badgeringwhat the frantic obsession 

                                                      Whas goin on he asked his inner workingsmotley crew his Mariachi his shehes heshes 

                    Any ideas

their collective shrug disturbed the atmosphere a silver wave rolling up to blacksands of his dreams imaginings memories  his slate    chalkboard

If any ideas occur to you mongrels toss a dog a bone woudya

their eyes shined

                  then blinking simultaneously the lights wentout momentarily   then were restored  as close to a nod an agreement he could hope for

Fine then Thank you 

amiss crawled across his eyes one last time before fade-out according to script 

                                                                                    he wondered if hed be visited tomorrow

  

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a wild guess   Who  Champagne  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rA6ToyLNfnQ