cat said to him Ya down wid alus in the ratshit funk Door say WHITES
ONLY
Brothers
not allowed
But yet . . .
he his voice trailed offaway
alone
where was he
through the dark he made out the shadowy
outline of a manse
like porn
know it when its seen
manse may not approve of the
associationThas unfortunate
he was helping
himselfgoing in
scratched an itch on his neck under his ear with a fingernail didnt pay it no heed
the entry doubledoors solid wood enormous
No WHITES ONLY sign but he could imagine only they entered
BLACKS
around back
he didnt knock
pushed on a door it swung in
noiselessly
inside marble foyer foreboding
forbidding
what was he getting himself into
like a cat though he was curious
by last lazy count figured he had at least three left
he wanted to leave it
all on the field at the end of the game
to the right a staircase a massive hallstand an umbrella leaned
left was a hall that went on and
on leading to antechambers one after the other
a manse
humouring himself he gathered the umbrella
opened it
walked silently around a thick woodshaft heavy
couldnt
imagine carrying it for long in a rain
in wind or gust
Mary Poppins
closed it
its ferrule tip looked
lethalfive inches metal pointed
thought bullfighters iron he dug
how the handle fit his hand muttered Like custommade
put it over his shoulder climbed the ornate balustered staircase
he heard
muffled voices noises
not on the second floor
climbed to the third
muffled though
more distinct
he walked down the hall passed artful wood
doors left and right exactly opposite each another sounds from each room on his right
hall ended at a magnificent bank
of etched glass windows a door onto a
balcony estate gardens trees beyond
turning around he walked to the
first room on the left thought to open
it unannouncedpaused
lay of the land
anticipated possible that this
wingthe rooms mirrored opposite
he imaged alike tract home construction
he crossed the hall to the silent
room entered
a bedroom
suite bank of windows complimenting
those at the end of the hall fireplace plank floor throw rugs
third floor
possibly all bedrooms
he liked the odds
exiting he snugged it shut crossed the hall voicessounds continued
let himself in
SHOCKed by the
dustedred room table four chairs immediately
right two men identical dustedred head to foot stood
went to their
greatcoats from pockets pulled sheathed
long knives slipped the knives dropped
the sheaths hustled at him wordless
umbrella
action speaks louder than words
speared the
first in the bellyhe dropped dropped his
knife
the
second scrabbledtripped over the disabled he clubbed on the side of the head bone
collapsed eye popped fell facedown at his feet stomped his neck with his hobnail
boot
stepped to the other who made it to his knees stabbed him in the throat picked up his knife slashed his throat
hed do the same for
a suffering animal
backed out of the dustedred room sheathed knives
in his coat pockets
he snugged
the door shut
must really have violated something
second door a bluedusted room bluedusted twins clones? violence no
words
third yellowdusted
clones violence no words
fourth green
violence wordless
fifth white violence silence
he left the umbrella in the hallstand
opened the door
it was raining
good
he was sloppy with blood and gore
needed a good thorough rinsing
1142, Monday,
5 8. 24
5AM, Thursday,
8 8. 24
1252, Reggaefriday – Nagasaki 1945, 9 8.
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