I’m done.

            exasperation evident in his voice

You were so caughtupenthusiastic describing it without dropping any spoiler anGawd knows youre shitabsolute shit when it comes to ruining movies for others by not pulling backthinking ahead wha your words woud reveal

I don’t do it on purpos . .

. . You do it

             Thaya do itwhether or not on purpose doesnt matter

Reason why I don ask you about film

                                         Or ask for recommendations

Which of late cycle out of your girl friends mouthwho if I wanted Id ask her opinion

I don’t do it on purpose.

No matter Ya do it

                      So not droppin a spoiler was fantastic

Whas the name of the movie

I don’t remember.

Gave a great synopsis

Thank you.

    Cant remember the title

No.

     I can’t.

I think wha Im going to do is make a film called I Cant Remember The Name Of It an advertise it on marquees NOW SHOWING capital letters followed by nothing but negative space

You’re not giving it a title?

I have

        Just not going to advertise it

To be forgotten

Im givinya an out bro

    Likely I’d spoil it.

Ive no doubt

              Acted by no-name actors too

No way Id letya tear down my movie  spoil it

1635,  Saturday,  7  12. 24

1520,  Wednesday,  11  12. 24

as a boy he thought all he needed was his mitt he was lefthanded ball bat paperback science fiction books and Playboys

if black licorice red isnt licorice was tossed in the deal

                                                         he was in heaven

   then wants

                   demanded more than he needed  but he held tight his reins

   those he let into his life wanted a lot

then departed

leaving him their wants

                          that said

he still has his mitt ball bat paperbacks and Playboys

                                                           occasionally he gifts himself licorice

  

before 0800,  Wednesday,  11  12. 24

1234,  Wednesday

love is routine

sounds like hes dissing it

hes not

          he meant routine

in that he expressed his love daily words actions  but has to call love out because routine love is  rote love is  are matter-of-fact   love nevertheless is taken for granted 

it will be there tomorrow

he was mindful thoughtful his daughter believed to a fault

                                                                   anyet he dropped the ballbelieving with every fiber of his bodyhis being love goes on an on anon

                                           asif 

he was immortal

mortality breaks love

                        makes it a shadow

stone turned to fine sand escaping his handsbetween his fingers

                                                                     but hopefully

not before he dies

  

prior to 0800,  Wednesday,  11  12. 24

1205,  Wednesday

a suddenharshbreathrobbing Void in his life

    not the first

                  painfully  not the first

what intrigued himmade him curious

was how a void was filled

when he didnt know it existed

1250,  Wednesday,  11  12. 24

somehow he acquired a prick of a godkeeper to some  gatekeepers  anthis motherfucker was supported by a zealous overseer and therefore well-resourced provided his history  pertinent facts  worked overtimeworked hard trying to make him miserable whenever possible  often succeeding

                                                               he refused to play poker

because his pokerface was exhausted by this piece of shit whose throat like on-line commerce when its fucked someone and they want to return or have returned product and they want their hardearned money back  EVENTUALLY months of months later despite first promises by customercare agents then their supervisors then their supervisorssuperior Put my money back into my account. I have a receipt confirming the product was returned.

                                                                                         . . . this piece of shit like on-line commerce who he cant get his hands around their throat

motherfucker evidently alignedacquired assess to corporations possessed what remained of their souls recipes changed for the worse lesser ingredients products smaller  profits ups 

he made pricepoints if an item exceeded what he was willing to pay he didnt buy it

    motherfucker   corporations

                                   they ceased making some products altogether

DISCONTINUED innumerable items he enjoyed

                                                  some that he considered luxuries

which meant they exceeded his pricepoints but occasionally he afforded them

then the cheapshot they really hit him hard

                                               they

at the overseers direction a cunt of a cunt observed detailed to a fault kudos thorough reminded his godkeeper to revivespur his memory of how leftie the cat would jump up on his bed while he was making it to be petted hed chastise her never meant it part of their game then hed stroke her sidefingertips only and keeping her hindend up leftie went to a shoulder looked at himpurring as he loved her up  after a while he went around to the other side of the bed to stroke her flank and shed turn her headturn onto that shoulderhips still high purring unbroken

    cunt of a cunt said to the godkeeper Remind him he didn’t take one picture of any of those precious moments.

Accentuate. Precious.

What of his memory? Can’t we fade it?

I’ve tried. That’s a lost cause.

                                 We’ll just pique himtwist the blade.

Ohmy.

        I’m grateful I’m on your side.

cunt of a cunt grinned cruelly     

1336,  Twosday – leftie died,  10  12. 24

1051,  Wednesday,  11  12. 24