words played with him

                          they were schoolground playmates who chummedround in the dirt and woodchips swanghigh on the swing set collapsed its chains did not fall  they hurled themselves down the slides leaptup onto the steelbar jungleggyms and went around and through it like spidermonkeys  to see what they could get away with 

                                                                                                                or not

tumult  a dandy fat word 

                             tumultuous

tumult 

         tubbulbous occurred to him Thas not a word  It is  Tumultloving Tumultamorous Those arent words either To me they are  Ya know wha they mean evenif they arent proper arent  stuck inside dictionaries 

                                                                                                   dictionaries ought to spread their wingsthrow wideopen their doors embracehug enthusiasm  squeeze enthusiasticenthusiasts Gesundheit tight   Gott schutze dich

he wasnt troubled admitting they werent officially words 

                                                             but if they could find their way come out of him

he could print them

 

   why not

tumult tickled him 

                    whenever he read it his mind would challenge him  Think you can do this  and catapulted itself from the swing  stuck its heels in the woodchips but landed hard on its ass  that meant splinters  No Do you mean like this  he missed the landing too   more splinters

tumult  read turgid

tumult  read turbid

tumult  read torpid

                              they loved what it prompted

no fucking idea – this year sometime

2035,  Sunday,  15  10. 23

on the phone

               . . . Hold on hold on . .

What?

Really

Really what?

You kiddin me

What am I kidding about?

his daughter she was a kidder

                                  as a matter of fact when she was younger she regularly poked the bear took him to the edge of his patience to her peril went over it more than a few timesOH SHIT! shed break into a run flee   smart grrl

running like a bat out of hell she usually disarmed himmade him laughnot that she saw then hed have to reconstitute his anger put on a grim face think of an appropriate punishment only shit thing about being a parent  though rarely  either of his grrls

You did say garlic

Garlic.

Garlic for breakfast You worried about daylight vampires

Aint your Dracula Bela Lugosi these days Papa.

There is tha there is  tha

Yes. Thank you.

Really though

Yes. Usually weekends, can’t go to the office breath smelling like . . well . garlic.

But then you have remote days

I do.

Ever on remote daysever on a Sunday  your day of rest

You riffin'?

I am

Stop. Only entertaining yourself.

I do tha on occasion

Occasion? Virtually every time we talk.

Speaking virtually  Ever on a remote day

Thank you.

              You know . . . I don’t think so . . if I think . . no . not on a remote day.

Because they can smell your breath over video or tha other thing

ZOOM.

Yahtha  ZOOM

Tickles you.

It does cuz Ill never use it

Never?

Yes  An I said so to illustratebecause you know I try not saying it my contempt dislike

So nevernever ever never ever everever  never?

Never ever

            Forgot those

You’re a kook.

Im your kook

Kookie Papa.

Lend me your comb

Again?

77 Sunset Strip

No.

Baby youre the ginchiest

I don’t have a clue.

Garlic for breakfast Me either

1020,  Saturday,  30  9. 23

1141,  Sunday,  15  10. 23

Connie Francis  Never On a Sunday  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSL6YNCU4bc

Connie Stevens/Ed Brynes  Kookie, Kookie Lend Me Your Comb  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiYj9Ods4OQ

Awright awright then let me be patently succinct 

                                                   How many times have you been slapped by a woman

Slapped? What are you talking aboutwhy slapped?

Whawere talkin bout  Your incessant imperiling prudishness

I am not a pru . .

. . I am not a prude I am a human being  David Lynch Elephant Man   You are

I’m not.

Saying not doesnt make it sohow many times ya duck a priest after hearing their footstepstheir Hellos their Whos there echoing through the nave where yave been making out with a girl baby its cold outside Once upon a time church doors were unlocked

his expression Ive lived my whole life in California it doesnt get that cold

   Awright

            How many times have you had a cop rap on your car window with his nightstick or flashlight say Break it up lets move along breaking up you makin out gettin laid in the backseat

Never. That’s against the law.  That’s indecent exposure.

Whas indecent is tha there shouldnt be a law forbidding people from having pleasure in a car Kahrist

                                                                                                            Ever been to Lovers Lane ever makeout at a Drive-In ever on a blanket in the Forest Preserves in a park  Ever screw outdoors

That’s what beds are for.

BEDS

      Not on a couch in a kitchen in a laundryroom On a diningroom table

PRUDE man  A cardcarrying prude

1253,  Reggaefriday,  29  9. 23

1052,  Sunday,  15  10. 23

Elephant Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sn7bEVnFlds

Big Liebowski  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AV_0PzeZRs8