9.6.25

Brightlight  White   Lantern
                                at the edge  peripheral    his right eye
it appearedflashed three times      random
caught his attention
snaked by paparazzi
                        four words followed  two nouns  two verbs    occurred to him

    but he misplaced them
he hoped theyd reoccur

 

 

You kiddin’ me man? delivered with fuckin doomangloom   

Kiddinbout wha

What you wrote. Why, why would you write her that?

Delicious marrow
Yeah

    Its appropriate

You wrote I love you to your delicious marrow.

Ja

Committed to paper?

Ja
Arya crazy?

Nah

   No.
Nah
         I coud see me barbecuing her ribs femurs crackinem suckin marrow fromem as welcome as splittin chicken thigh leg bones with my teeth to get at theirs as I relish roasted buffalo marrow in restaurants


    You havent tried
Awhellno. his disgust palpable

Yahavent lived man I was raised on offalwoud fight a pig for scraps at a trough





BRIGHT    LIGHT    WHITE    LANTERN   

tumblers

lock combination to gain access  

get In
        In
where would that be

had no idea
hard to imagine
no one Outside knew
none had ever heard of someone getting In
                                              thats what Lifers said
but they couldnt remember the year they were arrested and interned
                                                                         although a shoo-in when theyd leave
only got dicey as New Year approached
                                           wondering   Can I stretch this out?into the next.
Will I be able to string it alongstring out the days or will some fuck try and shiv me because now they remember I slightedem some time down the line or they’ve decided to no longer forgive mewouldn’t blameem I forgive no one or they’re tired of being a someone’s bitch?
                                                                           A new dick might be nice.


maybe brightlight white lanterns glare at the corner of his eye were cogs an incantation to get at those four forgotten  words
                         strung together like pearls

 

    he wished he could remember   

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