they loaded the tall lawn articulating owl wrappedbound in black plastic bungeestrapped

WATCHTHAWING

    What?

Thing almost hitya in the head

What thing?

    Nothing  Nothing

                              You securing it or will its weight keep it down

You think I ought to?

Its a pretty straight shot to her place

Off the highway, roads, beach town, aren’t well maintained.

Will it shiftinround damage it furthur

    Good thought.

                         No. I don’t think so.

Yahave your answer

returning to the backyardopting for a cold beer a fivemg edible a bump they went into the house for the inebriates

           then returning to the backyard the shade out of the hot sun  talked

Thank youby the way feel the edible coming on   

                                                     Feels quick

    Huh.   Me too.

You too

Yeah.

Was tha a five

Five?

The edible

    took a sip of beer   JaIll be right back  

 

Jait was a ten

A ten.

       Fuck.

Tha a confirmation or question   It was a ten

Huh.

       Must have got them mixed up.

Jawhell bestfuckin batten down the hatcheslast thing I need with this brain inside my head is more stimulation than anticipated

An you  

           My accelerant

Ya know streamin

    Streaming. You mean like Netflix Hulu MAX?

Ja

What of it?

    Youre about to get a heavy dose of unmitigated unexpurgated raw freed interior dialogue which since its mine Im familiar but unlikely youll be able to keepupkeep your head above water

Imagine a heapinboilinfrothy tsunami

Screamin streamin

 

    When I was younger I wasnt bad on a surfboard.

Id suggest a huge catamaran

2100,  Wednesday,  14  8. 25 as per the reverse side of the piece of paper

1032,  Sunday,  17  8. 25

Beach Boys  Surfin’ USA  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oKawUTvgAKE 

hed be remiss if he didnt celebrate today  

eighty years ago George Orwells Animal Farm was published

he thought hed honor it by reading some from his copy

a Signet Classic paperback

opening it he saw chuckled

                                       he was book thief

inside the cover was stamped  ENGLISH DEPARTMENT   HIS HIGH SCHOOL

he wasnt a thief

as one mans freedom fighter is anothers terrorist

he liberated it

                  Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm . . .

. . . The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.

C M Woodhouses introduction concludes

                                            . . . (Orwell) is . . . virtually certain of immortality as a prophet.

hed drink to that

got up off his ass went into the kitchen poured himself a Jameson shot it

                                                                             didnt matter it wasnt yet Ten in the morning

1123,  Sunday,  17  8. 25

    the backyard metal articulating sculpture a bobbingshuttering owl understood them better than they did themselves

it reminded him of a flamingo toy  tophatted  that continuously rocks dips dips dips to sip water a lesson in thermodynamics buoyed by a belly of orange methylene chloride DCM  if nicknamedacronymed which he despisedyells at the top of his lungs Dichloromethane 

Jesus man, what are you going on about?

Your wingbusted owl

                         You gonna repair it or keep it wrappedbound in black plastic bungeestrapped so real birds arent frightened by it an continue to feed

Take it over to her place Doesnt sound like she has birds   

                                                                 Rats   Not birds

Coud frighten the rats away

The purchase was her ideaJa

I . .

. . Ja

       Her  idea

    It was.

Make the repairs at her place  Ill helpya get it in the truck

                                                               Leave this open-air aviary its peace

But . . .

I know

    You know what?

It understands you

                       I sure as fuck donnor do I want to

his eyes went screwy

Do not nor  Not donor

                          Exhausts the hell out of me to have to explain myselfexplain jokes tha for some fuckin reason or another sail way way  waaay  over your head

You’re not clear.

Im clever

             Though you have to be willing to play or otherwise   well  as you say  Im muddy

 

You ought to take the owl over to her house

You won’t miss it?

Not as much as you

      

                            It doesnt confuse you

2100,  Wednesday,  14  8. 24 (on the reverse-side of the piece of paper)

0946,  Sunday,  17  8. 25