27.6.23

afternoon delight

he put down the pipehad hit a healthy toke
                                                  exhaling s l o w l y he watched the smoke play swingdance with motes near the ceiling in the late orangeafternoon sunlight that streamed through the window

MSNBC politics playedaired on his computer  
                                                referred to an article written by Anne Amplebum ANNIE he cried 
paused 
         WHO
wrong NO   Amplebum  no 
                                  he turned to himself Whacha thinkin
no offence to Anniehe was in a relationship an his girl put most girls to shame so Annie shoudntcoudnt take exception to him not finding her attractivealluring
                                          a lure thas for fish 
whawas he thinking 

his high settled in his brain like a nettle of lightning boltssynapses firing like .270 roundsflat powerful sighted at 200 metres
         howled down from the mountain 
Applebaum
   thawas more like ithowever   Amplebum titillated him 
                                                               his girl had tha goin for her
he sucked in some air
wondered wha she was up to
                                  called
   Hey baby, whas up?

You are  Yareup in my head 
                                he explained whawas governing his senses 
she laughed heartily 
                      he could imagine her dimples deepenthe brightness in her eyes  she didnt cover her mouth

when her laughter stopped 
                               Listen.

the way she said it his breath caught highup in his chest  Yes

her breath picked up slick   thicker

Whadaya doin

she breathedit caught in her throat she cleared it   breathed deeper

   Whayadoin

Baby.  Guess. 
                    Am I still up in your head?   
Or elsewhere?

You hands on

her breath quickened

Are you

quickening

Damn  Holdup lemmecatchup

Hurry she purred

1548,  Sunday,  25  6. 23
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Suzanne Santo of Honeyhoney  Thin Line  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZoumK7aIIHA

  
  grasshopper

wasnt playingreviving Kung Fu in his head he walkedup on one   it held its ground 
Really 

A patienceor foolish grasshopper
                                 Kwai Chang Caine referred to as Caine throughout the series played by David Carradine situated in the Wild Wild West Carradine ought to have paid attention to his characters Master Poe who taught Patience grasshopper
                       had he he woud have pickedup some pointerslife lessons fiction is fashioned from life 
might have saved Carradine from his laterlife reallife Bangkok Thailand autoerotic asphyxiation playing the Gasper  playing Solitaire 


he hadnt caught a grasshopper since he was a boy

saw himher on the sidewalk ahead  

didnt look like shehe was going to budge

he closed to within seven metres

little critter threw down a gauntlet 
                                        Youre on feistypants 
entered stealthmode 
                      slipped the canvasbag sling quietly set it on the grass to his left
bugger shuddered 
                    then turned their back to him 

   didnt care for cocksure insects             

crouching painstakingly  he closed
hurt his knees 
turned that off
               the gauntlet flickering mirrorballshiny consumed him    was blinded by the light

bugger held their ground

he went to a kneeleaned on a hand

bug held

cupped his hand 
                 lunged 
it launched
into his palmTRAPPEDslidscooped his other hand underclasped them togetherrolled onto his hipGOTCHA
                                                                                                              was pleased
was definitely writing homebout this

he cracked his fingers just enough to let some light enter

peering in between his top hands thumb and indexfinger

stoic little bastard peered back 
                                   Yahyah yaknow Yaknow  Im not doin you no harm

he openedtook his hand away
had conquered his quarry

   it sat complacent in his palm like at church devoutly listening to sermon

he shook his hand eversoslightly                                        

   evidently a really good fucking sermon

shook it a bit more aggressively

it shimmiedcould feel the minute spines on its legs on his palmpluck at his palmar flexion creases his since he was 12weeks in the womb that allowed his skin to fold without bunchingup making it difficult to grabhold onto things then
coudswear he hear it hawk 
                             the grasshopper spat chewintobaccy an leapt a hell of a leap cleared the concrete touched down on the grasslaunched again left him in its dust 

he stoodup 
his knees bellyachedShaddup

bouncing a couple of times on his toes looseningup his legs relieving their tension a middlingdiscomfort he strolled back to his canvasbag 
                  reached for itStop
wiped the tobaccy from his palm in the grass

   no matter he was still writin homebout catchin a grasshopper

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2208,  Monday,  26  6. 23
Murray Head  One Night in Bangkok  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rgc_LRjlbTU
Manfred Mann’s Earth Band  Blinded by the Light  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZW9meY2IPw