he woke

had to orient himself

                                                         yes . . .

blind date failed

saw her to her car

walked down the block to a wine bar that entering he inquired if they served hard liquor

they did

          The selection isn’t deep though.

before he could ask the hostess sharp girl handed him a wine/liquor menu

                                                                                aah Redbreast twentyone years

Bingo

Thank you Are there seats at a bar or  only quaint café tables

We have a bar.

Youre sharp kiddo Thank you

                                  tipped her a fiver

helped assuage his failed date

                                   happy though they didnt spin each other   virtually zip attraction

as he walked in a woman sitting at a table turned obliquely caught him in the thigh with her elbow even in the subdued light he saw she flushed

                          Oh, I'm terrible sorry, I apologize.

No harm no foul

                  Ifya fouled me Idve screamed bloody murder

a wonderful smile spread across her face

                                            she laughed gayly  didnt cover her mouth

then she laughed harder

                           You’ll excuse me, I didn’t see you coming.

at the chair to her right hooked on its back a white walking cane

Well shit he laughed with her  girl was rightup his alley

                                                             I was going to have a drink at the bar

Might I join you  Woudya care for a drink

she turned to the table deftly touched the stem of her glass

                                                                How am I doing?

Don know where you started Not two inches in the bowl inchanahaf

Is that a word?

A word

Inchanahaf.

I tend to slur words Swear  Havent had a drink this evenin

This is my first.

                 If an inchanahaf again that wonderful smile  don’t mind if I do.

Excellent What is it

Lannie, the bartender, knows, he surprises me this is my haunt.

Ya aspook

Ohmy laughter leapt from her throat

                                         Aspook?  You’re a card.

As my mother says

                      She also believes Im charming

But youd think a mother woud think that of her offspring her blood

                                                                       Now if only Id quit sayin fuck

She tolerates it because Im here favourite which is sayin something

One of nine

Thasaid the eldest

                     We were intimate The numbers siblings afterwards didnt have tha kind of time 

I was fortunate

She sounds like a peach.

Thank you On her best days she is

                                         Lannie Not Lennie Lennie Small   By George

Lannie.

Hate to get off on the wrong foot Ill be right back

                                                    he turned to walkaway then pause  spun on his heels

If I may youre a peach too

                               Im somewhat an expert

she chuckled

               Thank you.  Is that the extent of your expertise?

Sppose well find out

                                                                                          

                                                         yes . . . 

what time was it

he turned his head to the nightstand

a digital

wasnt to her benefit

maybe a throw for normalcy she couldnt thoroughly partake in

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           maybe not

he watched

             was curious if it wasnt his continuum the non-stop no-reoccurring film of his living

life has edges

                 conscious  unconscious  REM  dreaming    subconscious imports

had no subconscious either

                              will be bummed when the reel the real   ran out

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he rubbed his face

smelled his hands

                      delicious   her

Emmanuelle

              she told him it meant God is with us

if he is

         he smells damn good too

 

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      there we go there we go

Emmanuelle stirred

he didnt want to disturb her

he turned on his shoulder she was on her left he spooned she sighed  was warm  her hand came up to her bicep he puts his on top of hers she wove her fingers between his

You’re awake?

Yes

Time?

Threeten

Threeten.

             I really like your slurs.

   Care to go again

Oooh.  Hee’s baack.   chuckled

Sometimes expert is only a really good jack-of-all-trades

                                            she laughed     I see.

after 459preferred,  Sunday,  20  10. 24

1319,  Saturday,  2  11. 24