A River Runs Through It again  an again anagain

                                                       maybe the only other films hes seen as much are It’s a Wonderful Life  Meet John Doe  Jeremiah Johnson  Legends of the Fall    Arsenic and Old Lace

lines stick with himkeep hauling him back

                                             Mebbe what he likes is someone trying to help him.

And so it is those we live with, and should know, who elude us. But we can still love them. We can love completely, without complete understanding.

they sometimes occur when he happens to glance in the bathroom mirror in the hall mirror  when hes absorbed in other thoughtsdistracted

                     his skull teams  sense nonsense no sense using pry bars gooseneck wrecking bars

through their exploring cacophony a ghosty voice

                                                   voices

not his not movie characters voicevoices of strangers

perhaps the strangers who inhabit his dreams because he rarely dreams of anyone he knows

anwhy not

he rarely sees anyone he knows

                                   made a choice long ago

a longreasoned determined decision

that old line  looking in the rearview mirror

                                              hard to drive forward

could suppose hes drove hard forward

maybe to escape

                    others have thought thatsaid as much

he didnt correct themthere was no correcting them

set in their way

he set in his

he was pursuing himself

sometimes he got awfully closealmost   closeenough to touch

spurs flash

pulls away

but never out of sight

unsaid

          Catchup sloow poke

the lines are romantic

he could admit that

                      he wasthough  made him laugh deeply   heartfelt

    what was he romancing

   

Saturday,  26  7. 08

1213,  Monday – Labor Day,  2  9. 24

River  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TfGmV-el44k

he was on a roll

he was consistent

swingin missin

                  if unavailable they were ebooks audiobooks  Blow me

if the local library could keep up with him there wouldnt be a Library of Congress thered be a Library of Joe and books extraneous to his interests would still be housed at the Library of Congress  ban books  like hell  banning books wearing blinders  Equus  he wasnt a playgoer but Eva Lee insisted

they took it in at the Coconut Grove Playhouse

                                                 she was so enthused the play the performance that when they got back to his place she fucked him unconscious

hed been raw before but she damn near flayed him

which isnt to say he wasnt eager partici-pant

in the morning lopsidedAwbaby. she pitied his cock

                                                         Lemme kiss it make it feel better.

turnabouts fair play

he nearly gagged her unconscious

after catching her breathwiping tears from her eyes

                                                      That was fuckin amazing. I think if I learn to breathe around it, proper . .

. . Youd be a porn star

she grinned always something wolfish in her grin

                                                 I’d be your porn star.

Fuck if she didnt learn

                         Was determined  Took lotsa practise

he could have thrown her a bone recommended a banana

                                                               whas to say  he was a sport

1343,  Monday – Labour Day,  2  9. 24

woke

went to wash his face in the basin

                                     in his head Wha the hell   Spider slaughter

head responded  Really

Ah Inappropriate   Incorrect

Aye Thank you

Spider dismemberment

Right on Thas accurate

                          More precise

legs were scattered on the counter

at first glance he thought them plucked eyebrows

                                                     but his were no longer dark

Think how many times have we come acrossem while theyre still twitching

A lot Cats

            But weve always had cats

Yah

      But only recently have the cats been yours

Youre referring to the indoor cats

Wouldnt find spider legs outdoors   Woudya

You giving me a reprieve

Your sorry ass just wokeup

                             Youre uselessworthless until youre onto a second cup of coffee

Awman  tha soundssmells so good

he turned to leave

    Whereya goin

Make coffee

Face first

           Wipe up those legs first

Dismembered

Indubitably

    coffee was compelling him more than mariachi

1142,  Monday – Labour Day,  2  9. 24

was reading Blues People

   saw  he said  You really like black people.

I like all people I don stigmatise them with adjectivesdescriptors

You’d like to be black.

Nowhere near as much as you like being whitey

Yawanna watch your mouth.

Oh Ouch

           Cutting too close to the bone brother

he had told him he watched Judas and the Black Saint a third time  was about Fred Hampton the Black Panthers Chicago  Hampton ratted out  murdered by police as he laid in his bed   Assassinated

                                                                                             he lived in Chicago at the time

told him whitey needs to go away

Fuck you. Whatever. He they us, choose your pronoun. He needs to evolve as does a large portion of humanity. It’s ethnicity and attitud . .

. . A black man with attitude didntdoesnt get far

Don’t give me that, I don’t want to hear it. It’s a matter of how you lead your life, integrity, attitude, they’re more specific, have more meaning.

This has nothing to do with ethnicity ethics I believe you meant ethics

                                                                          he chuckled  Im simply calling a spade a spade

Blues People  pg 174:  “. . . rhythm and blues . . . its very vulgarity assured its meaningful, emotional connection with people’s lives.”  pg 181:  “. . . the beboppers showed up to restore jazz, in some sense, to its original separateness . . . the willfully harsh, anti-assimilationist sound . . . fell on deaf or horrified ears.”

                                                                                     Amiri Baraka/LeRoi Jones

vulgarity

           vulgar  he was    served his purpose

a sensual a voluptuous vulgarist

                                   vulgar  1. “characterised by strong visual and tactile delights”

sensualist

            4. “obscene obseenobserved, indecent, offensive; coarse or bawdy”

humourously coarse and lewd

                          Thas me  By Gawd Madge thas me hats off to The Mothers  Live at Fillmore East ‘71

Saturday,  26  7. 08

1106,  Monday – Labor Day,  2  9. 24

Who are you?

he wasnt impressed

                        casually looked up from couch  was reading a third time his buddys Labor Day 2008 writing  his deceased   deceased     that was easier to admit than suicide  friend

Who are you? impatient stern

Bruces friend  You

I own this house.

You rented to Bruce

                     Now unless youve returned the balance of the year lease he paid in advancewhich you havent  the executor informed me  I believe youre required to give twentyfour hour notice before entering the premise

Is this notice

                Mister

glaring Dick Schmitts.

Mr Schmitts

                Im putting Bruces effects his possessions in order to remove them I expect Ill be a week  Perhaps a little longer

Apparently longer, considering you’re sittin’ on your ass.

    Well Dick

                  So be it

he grumbled something under his breath

Youll excuse me 

Dick turned abruptly and left

before returning to Labor Day he thought So Bruce thas Schmitts

                                                                          looked likedidnt act like a blonde crewcut Dick Shawn for some reason he imagined him leaning in sunlight then stepping awaystepping back into a smoky exhale of shade

had to shake that

it really wanted to continue

Bruce’s friend.

revery subsided

an old woman on the stoop

                             should have shut the door when Dick left but the fresh air coming through the screen door was delightful

Yes Im Joe

I’ve heard tell of you. Bruce spoke fondly.

he chuckled

              Youre Beverly

I am.

The next door neighbour  An actress now in seclusion

I am.

You have a crazy crystalline windchimed seashell sand dollar garden

I do. Bruce has said.

Bruce loved your assloved your evening chilled white wines enjoyed in warm mudbaths conversations in the cedar sauna in the pool  the musical waterfall

Yes. tears welled in her eyes she combatted them with a deep stalling  chuckle  it worked like hell to get out  He tell you of my gay friends, the boys, who tried so many times to pick him up?

he chuckled

             He did not

Then please, this evening, join me for dinner. I will tell you.

What may I bring?

Something for yourself to imbibe. You don’t strike me as a sweet white wine drinker.

Very observant

That was part of my trade.

0508,  Tuesday – day after Labor Day,  2  9. 08

0936,  Monday – Labour Day,  2  9. 24

Dick Shawn  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajx-vI7W9VI

Springtime  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovCf9VRLnDY