I disagree

AwJesus. Now shit’s gonna hit the fan. 

Because I disagree

Yes. 

         You never just disagree, your piece follows on its heels . .

. . My piece asya call it doesnt follow . .

. . It does. A barrage of questions . .

. . To determine ifya know wha yare talkinbout

                                                    You know Im sceptical

You’re talking to me.

Anthas reason to preclude any questions I have

   Like I’m going to lie to you?

Not lie I didnt say lie

                       Times have been yave been inaccurate or misunderstood whaya either heard or read

Jesus. 

         It's not like you askyou interrogate, only thing missing is a bright light shining in my face.

Quit with the extravaganza 

                              Woudya prefer if you were wrong ignorant  A blubberer  Thas harmful an thaswhy I ask

Ask. 

      I wish you just asked. Damn near turn me inside out.

Thas Wittgenstein in me I don take anybody at their word unless I can agree with their posit

That’s rare. Even then you’re like steel, a whetstone.

Yare welcome Then yare better informed   Correct

I was informed.

Yes Then more informed 

Yes.

Is tha something to complain about

No.

   No  I apologise if I come off as interrogating you Were associated I do not want you misspeaking people may think yare speaking for me unless you say Speaking for myself  Which I believe  ya don 

                                                                                                 Capeesh 

Yes. Capeesh.

Coverin your ass bro  Coverin mine

1500,  Reggaefriday,  25  6. 23

1454,  Monday,  10  7. 23

Gillian Welch  Scarlet Town  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVdjP8XfU_0

Come on now, you know better than that.

Am I confused again?

she laughedabruptly 

                            Again? Seems lately you’re more confused than usual, although this particular nettle repeatedly rears its head. I’d’ve thought you’d’ve worked out some sort of mnemonic devicetrick to eliminate it.

Easier said than doneyou can’t ever remember the classic breakfast I make for us on occasion.

I cannot.

If I were . .

. . Just say, don’t ask.

Sounds like a military slogan.

You’re funny.

                Please. What’s it called?

Don’t want to think it over thinkbout it first?

No thank you.

he sighed

Don’t sighmake more about it than necessary. Sighing makes no difference.

   Muleskin . .

. . THAT’Sit. Thank you. Muleskinner.

Yes. 

   Cool.  Think you're ready now to negotiate your confusion?

he sighed a different sounding sigh

Yaoughta copyright ‘em.

he chuckled 

Your takes on sighs for particular circumstances are untold, uncounted, different, specific.

You think?

I’ve said.

              Your words are memorise and mesmerise.

Which did I use incorrectly?

Mesmerise. You meant memorise. “I ought to memorise my bank lockbox access code.” Although your error is likely because The Beast mesmerises you.

Beast?

   At the bank. You introduced us. She is a Beast.

The bank Beast yes. 

                      She is.   I’m glad you think so too.

If I wasn’t confident I might be intimidated. 

she chuckled 

                I appreciate her assesses. Banking suits her. She’s sharp too. Beauty and brawn.

You call that brawn?

She’s, excuse me, Ruth, Ruth is a specimen. Beauty brawn fits better than beauty Amazonian, Penthesilea. 

What?

No. Not what, who. Greek myth. Penthesilea. Amazon queen, killed during the Trojan War by Achilles. Robert Graves, genius, in his poem of the same name, Achilles “for love of that fierce white naked corpse/Necrophily on her” commits.

Jesus. 

         Why would you know that?

I’m a closet mythology freak. It’s fascinating. The Greeks chronicled listed all things good and bad about human beings that exist today.                                                                                                                               Besides, while not of that persuasion, if we were mutually interested I’d take a swing at her. 

Nothing?

   I didn’t see that coming.

Maybe that can be your device.

                                 Remembering, memorise, Ruth and I in a hot, mesmerising sixtynine.

0818,  Monday,  10  7. 23

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