freeing flies

entering the kitchen he found a white cat whisker on the living room carpet an easy find contrasted with the earthenbrowns an dreads pattern  

squatting he picked it up returned to the studio he just left for a cup of Joe an placed it in a desk drawer inside a white security envelope with others he savedWHY fuck if he knew if he had to guess an it was a guess they seemed good juju anif he had to believe in something antha rhymed with Jujyfruits or Jujubes two of his favourites then he was awright with the world an it likely unknowingly awright with him

                                                                             pay attention one of the exceptional times hell ever refer to himself in third-person  an illeism  ill-ism  certainly is

                                                       Gaia an Joe

sitting in a tree

K I S S I N G

he humours himself

entering the kitchen déjà vu he crossed to the counter where the no-frills Proctor Silex coffee machine sat to the right of a window that looked directly at a neighbours weathered woodplank privacy fence the window was above a pale pink he was confident in his masculinity thirteen gallon plastic garbage bin that begged his attention when first he saw it it was tacky he sported a tacky streak if he hadnt Pop art would not have interested him  

What the hell he thought Lets change it up for this one cup

                                                               helping himself to his choicean array of cups an mugs how the fuck is it he acquired them threedozeneasy although at tha thoughttha accusation he knew the story of each who gave them an why  even casual giftgivers knew his priorityprimacy Irish whiskey medium roast coffeebeans an buffalos eachany an easy thoughtfulthoughtless emergence merger

changing it up he crumbled hardened darkbrown sugar into his mugstayed his hand from the blackstrap molasses it was an awfully good day but not tha good

                                     poured threequarters full

the topquarter contains the coffees oily aroma an before he drank a damnthing he inhaled first before he ate a damnthing he inhaled it before sex he inhaled the woman who graced him

turning to leave he saw three flies buzzingbanging at the window I can see the outside, how come I can't get there? flies dont know glass any more than he knew the age jeune se qua of a healthypile of whaeveranimal or human excrement

he set his coffee on the counter stepped to the window sprung it there was no screen freeing the flies that most likely gravitated to the garbage that they could sensesmell but he couldntAH

                                                                           the fortune of being a feeble human

1013,  Thursday,  15  8. 24

1012,  Reggaefriday,  16  8. 24

Shinedown  A Symptom of Being Human  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6s2j0Ys3d0