sign said  EVERYTHING MUST GO!

    but something

                      some thing remains  prevails   finest coverlet of dust  heartache   memory

the sign said!  EVERYTHING MUST GO!

its a sign

             not a sign

for everyone

    perhaps intended

best of intentions . . .

                            can go awry

he walked out onto the circular drive runninground the enormous black walnut admired it the statuesque quarried rock and slabs raked pebbles his modest interpretation of a Midwest Karesansui  Zen garden

he understood his fortune

turning around he looked at the wide drive open garage three massive eightfoot wood fixed bench picnic tables folding tables stacked stout plastic crates

                                                      DID  EVERYTHING HAVE TO GO?

or was he coerced

      

                      because his kids didnt want to do it after he was dead

still an houranahaf before the sale was to begin

 

    FUCK THEM

at least things were organised now

                                        THE SIGN WENT

0705,  Sunday,  7  9. 25

1155,  Sunday

J C A G U

he spelled  J  C  A  G  U

                                 Not so attractive  he opined

No.  she said

    But then wagyu  W  A  G  Y  U  isnt either

No. But at least it’s a thing, I’m not sure what your thing is.

                                                                Ever have it?

I have not

            Understand it is known for its marbling which woud speak to its tenderness an flavour

Fat makes for flavour

I prefer wild game

                      Have you

Once.  I dated a fella brieflytwo dates, he treated me. I think he thought he could impress me.

                                                                                                    Was a last ditch effort.

I gave him credit for that.

Two dates

Yes. Like you’ve said, may not have been in the proper mood or anticipation expectations weren’t met, something awry, can’t hurt to give it another go.

Another go

    Like us.

                 Our first meeting was disastrous.

It was An it was a good thing we didnt run into each other again for a couple of months let whaever went   awry she giggled dimples on displayRight there    What?    I didnt see a dimple the first time    I was dimples all round the second time.    You wereyes  yes you were  You are

    corny  they sighed

 

he broke the reverie

                       J C A G U  One of three strategies to foist on my family

Pray tell.

Itll be lastvery possibly  the best

Explanations for the long hair, beard, when you visit home?

Ja  My clan creeps sides conservative

Then you’re their freak, black sheep, to be taken in small dos . .

. . Micro  Doses

Cut it out.

            You’re a peach.

Ya said it

              Stonedfruit

shook her head

                    What are your strategies, babe?

When I fly in my Irish twin is gathering me He gets the hard sell  The bullet

Bullet?

My blunt reason

Blunt?

Hell make a crack about my hair

                                    Ill say  My barber died

Blunt.  That is that.

Ja

     Second is softer  Ya know Ill shrug  Halloweens coming  Redux  Goinout dressed as Jeff Bridges 

The Dude  Big Lebowski

That’s softer, yes.

Lastly  Out comes roll out

                               J C A G U

Which is?

Christmas

                 Jesus Christ All Grown Up

 

    Oh. My. 

1408,  reggaefriday,  5  9. 25

1046,  Sunday,  7  9. 25