heard the shrubjay
saw himherherhim in
the twistinleafy boughs of the live oak above him
sounded mischievous
reminded him of he in his youth
had to get the last word inhad to fuckprovoke whomever raised his ire
didnt take much
was always spoiling for a fight
but
hed pocketed what few would have imagined he had
training
a Golden Gloves boxer
a little shit
but who knew how to box
anwasnt keen on takin prisoners
shrubjay cawed
understood
its advantage
No ya don
CAW
Donya dare
like thawas a threat
in startlinquicksuccession it dropped limb to limbworked its way to
the least obstructed perch above him
Whacha gonna dobout it
fair question
they did
nothing he could dobout itcouldnt
even avoid its hotbullet trajectory
hit
him in the throat
sheheheshe cackled as they flew off
1240, Sunday – Mother’s Day, 12 5.
24
2234, Monday,
13 5. 24
James Gang Funk #49
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_qHU_6Ofc0