10.9.23


not his parents church
                       when they were kids  they certainly didnt stretchout as adults
although as their eldest he was fed to the wolves                    

that was before he knew better

after Holy Communion he knew

he could say now
                    Its not my church
Catholic

   a friend continued long long after he left

somehow it came up in conversation

likely because Confession felt wrong to himrubbed him the wrong way
                                                                           When was the last time you went to Confession
Oh my, forever ago.

Wha are you talkinbout  You still attend

Yes, but confessional booths were ceased.
                                           BLEW HIS MIND  Wha arya talking about
Yeah. No more confessional booths. They don’t do that anymore.

How do you get to fireup the votive candlesthree for a quarter Hail Marys Our Father Who Art in Heavens or Wherefore for Art Thous aint got no G P S

The votives are still there.

Thank god I used to sneak back behind them ando shadow figures against the wall

I remember. They were lousy.

Yahwell broke my fingers too many times  Wasnt Gumby enough or Pokey

she didnt waste her breath

No confessionals
                   Id think church woud go off its rails without Hell as a threat Heaven as a treat

It’s okay. We have Reconciliation rooms now.

   Rooms

Yes.

Lotsa people at once.

Yes.

Booths passe

Yes.

Ohman  I don know wha to say
                                   Thascrazy

I have another tidbit if you'd like.

You do
I do.
     Think you could stand having your mind blowin’ twice in a day?

   Truly

Yes truly.

Lemme buckleup he was being serious
                                        Awright  Well Ready Set Go Don say on Go Say after Go

I can do that. Let me know went you’re ready.

she was freaking him out


he cleared his throat  Awright  Lets have it    Ready  Set   Go
                                                                    Oral sex is a form of birth control so it’s not allowed.
coloured stars stars rockets stars contrails tweety birds went off in his eyes 
                                                                               he croaked Yakiddin
Nope.

1852,  Reggaefriday,  1  9. 23
1950,  Sunday,  10  9. 23


Whew  Thawas a hot one totally fooled him
                                             thas how far his imagination stretched his reality
like a wad of bubblegum twothree Silly Puttys combined
improbable

not necessarily impossible


when he looked around

he was relieved

   one   he wasnt blindcoud see

   two   butterflies were quietly at the flowering hedge outside the windowscreen

Are you saying you . .
. . Believed
            Seeing is believing as long as its not on a screen an imagesomething ya can touch have by the throat

   By the throat
                   Thas menacing 

It is its meant to be

Why

I detest interface Prefer inyourface

Well   Whas simple
Isnt it
       Im a simple kind of guy


he was outside himself  not ephemeral ghosty vaporous  as substantial as he was belowwhich wasnt to say his tether only went up  he coud tie him-self up in knots if he wanted  he inhabited an ambientsurround environment
there was nowhere he coudnt go  
                                  when he was above him-self he was enmeshedenswarmed by screaming butterflies
they werent fearful
                    joyously screaming playground screaming
an when he laid down alongside him-self at his back  gently turned him over  coloured sea anemones were growing out of his blueeyes
                thall getya by the balls

prior to Saturday,  28  5. 23
1257,  Sunday,  10  9. 23


he had a thing for black and white Sherlock Holmes matinees

Why don’t you go out and play? his mother asked It’s beautiful.

sitting on the threadbare carpet that wouldnt be replaced for years he turned on his hip to face her  his parents didnt allow words tossed over shoulders dismissive if someoneanyone was addressed they turned to face whomever was talking to them 
                  Its Sherlock Holmes
which he believed in itself was more than a sufficient answer however he kept his incredulity to himself

Which one is this?

he was notorious for watching reruns  he didnt say outloud Mygod its on Im missing parts ITS SHERLOCK HOLMES I MIGHT BE MISSING CLUES DAMMIT   Its called Silver Blaze
I know it, a short story.
                         Published in a collection of short stories. I read it when I was a girl.

maddening but not in his voice Maybe youd like to watch it with me

Aw I’d love to, but I’ve things to do, enjoy. turning to leave You’ll have to share your thoughts with me about the clue that cinches the mystery.



it was over  Man Oh Man
                            he hoppedup turned off the television then stood stock-still listening she was somewhere in the house    the basementheard rumbling down there she better not be doing the laundry thats a chore he shared with her he crossed the front hall to the short doorway behind which were the basement steps she was  not even on the second step down MOM  WHAT ARE YOU DOING   BETTER NOT BE LAUNDRY
                                                                                                  she drove him nuts
he scrambled down the steps

surenough  no doubt  at the back of the basement she was feeding a bedsheet into the wringer  it was swung out over the concrete laundry doublesink  she hauled the stout barreled Maytag washing machine on wheels over to it
What are you doing

she turned to him  Oh hi. Finished Holmes.
                                              What does it appear I might be doing? made her laugh

Yuck it up funny girl Have your fun   We do this together

Yes, but it had to be done.

there were five kids three more arriving later

Awright whawoud you have me do

There’s laundry separated on the upstairs bathroom floor. If you would bring down the colours first. But before you go, what did you think of the clue that Sherlock solved the mystery with?

That was something

Reading it was something. I thought it was amazing.  The dog that didn’t bark.
Yes

It wasn’t what happened . .
. . No  its wha didnt happen  I got goosebumps
Goosebumps?

Yes

Well, suppose that proves it cinches it.

Proves wha

You’re actually my child. The gypsies didn’t drop you off.

1926,  Monday,  21  8. 23
1111,  Sunday,  10  9. 23