it pained him he had to say

                              Man either sit still or don pour yourself so much coffee youre sloppin all over ya

Niechlujna osoba

What?

Polish Sloppy person

                       Look at your shirt pants

he looked leaned forward  set his cup down on the picnic table across from the folding chair he sat in

                                                                                                             I wouldn’t have messed myself if you didnt agitate me.

Agitate you thas rich

                       Ya think ya have to be old to die The homeless irritate you yetYET when was the last time you interacted with someone homelesstheyre everywhere everywhere  Theyre not where you are

Theyre not

You may see them from your car but youre not walkin where they are where you see em  Correct me if Im wrong

At a bus stop         You don ride the bus  When was the last time you rode a bus   Inside Disneyland

Ive not spilled my coffee

 

 

Do I get a word in edgewise?

 

What?

Speak

        Edgewise

First off, we’re older, nearer death.

Everyone is

My point, being older . .

. . Is a poor point

You gonna keep interrupting?

Weve beaten older and death to death  Lets just disagree

                                                             Have a sip of coffee muse over homelessness

he scooted forward picking his cup off the table he spilled it

                                                               Christ!

he ignored he had

How I let you get under my skin.

he ignored that

he sipped It’s cold.

Nuke it

I will, I’ll be right back.   You good?

I am thank you By the time I get to my coffee usually its lukewarm  Thank you

he went up the steps to the shallow porch and into the house through sliding glass doors

while he was gone he went to the clipboard paper took the red Bic pen from over his ear and started a letter to his father noting at the lead the date day time where he was  if he was listening to music hed write that too

                                                                                                         Paw –

his father often asked him why he called him Paw he was curious why it didnt stick Maw and Paw Kettle Paw  Why do you call me son Rarely Joe

You’re my son.

Youre my Paw

Paw – 

         How’s it hangin’? Bright blue day here. Jawing with George at his place. He thinks Death finds old people. Go hide in a closest. Take provisions and a bucket. I’ll let you know when you can come out.

ssssh of the glass doors

                           Had to hit my coffee twice.  Refilled.

he spilled walking down the steps

                                    Goddammit.

Set it on the table when you get over here Havent learned shit

I don’t have to listen to you.

                             he sat holding his cup

Ya spilled niechlujna osoba

                                    

used the back of his hand to sweep away the spill on his thigh  his Cargo pants water-repellent

Homeless  Go

    Go.  he set the cup on the table  picked it up  sipped set it down the table again  Go.  Why always an order out of your mouth?

Not an order  Im reminding you

                                  You need reminding an don try an defend that ya don

Ya know better

he harrumphed

                 What about the homeless?

If they werent called homeless maybe youd viewem differently

How?  What?

A euphemism

What? Bum?  Beggar?

No no Was thinkin Jack London

                                   Hobo tramp drifter   Vagabonds a real beaut

    You don go by George an I cant blame ya

1545,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 24

1147,  Saturday,  19  10. 24

Ma & Pa Kettle  Math  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bfq5kju627c