BEISU

this was going to be hard to top goinforth into the futureNuts

                                                           all fuckin night long

he dreamt in manga back to front artwork was fabulous crisp lines faultless shading scores of attractive characters  if it wasnt Japanese they were speaking it sounded awfully Oriental  looking around he asked Excuse me excuse Translator  Anyone

                                           they didnt understand him

he picked up a lonely fortune cookie

                                       JaChinese it was cool  Coolie

didnt thwart the dream one iota Oriental

snapped the cookie open inside  a word

                                             B  E  I  S  U   if that didnt look Chinese Japanese Oriental

hed eat the cookie

                       Are you going to eat that

No.

Why

I don’t eat fortune cookies.

You could have asked the server not to bring you one

I don’t think they would have understood me.

They understood you when you ordered

I pointed to the picture on the menu.

she did

Im eatin it  Im payin for it

Fortune’s mine.

Its yours  I have my own

                        B  E  I  S  U

    the word continued to keep poppingup over an over an over obscuring the action behind it when it did like the Goodyear blimp at night flashing a message on its side to those who lookedup because they were familiar with the sound of its propellors near stealthnot stealth

B  E  I  S  U

                      thats a message from Beyond

his dreamingself elbowed his dreamedself

                                             Ill be backwell  be back

EVIDENTLY  I got to wake him up for him to write it down then maybe itll stop flashing go down like the Hindenburgmaybe flames blues an purples not ruin our acquired dreamed nightvision

he woke him up

                  he wrote it down  B  E  I  S  U

fell back to sleep like jumping off a cliff without any intent of hitting bottom meeting his Maker  Makers

wasnt interested in watching his parents have sex in the missionary position particularly against the backdrop of dreamed sex where nobody had a backbonefucked like eels slick like eels

those were mightytough to wake from 

    

 

    when he finally emerged from sleep fed the cats in an out made coffee he firedup the computer Googled  B  E  I  S  U

                 NOPE   DENIED

he was dismayed

but then he thought

no means no

but no doesnt mean NOPE

                             he pressed on

whaif   whaif  B  E  I  S  U    was a Word JUMBLE

whynot

    him fuckin with himself

he could tolerated thattolerated that

                                       wasnt a turnip fallen off the wagon

unsophisticated

and he was good at JUMBLE

Googled  E  B  I  S  UBAM

                                    Japanese manga   The God of Fishermen and Good Luck

if someone tried to tell him his dreams werent fruitful hed punch them in the belly

overnight before 7AM,  Sunday,  31  8. 25

1147,  Sunday