lost mail

he told his Maw lost mail

                              may have said  lost male

she wondered

                 thought he was thatlost since a young boy

                                                                 then he called it an epiphany

called it that

               because Mr Wappler did an acclaimed Chicago artist on his paper route

delivered him the Trib Sun-Times seven days a week cut the grassboth lots raked the leaves shoveled the snow walks up to the front door steps alongside the house the public sidewalk the long drive to the garage at the back of the house even though Mr Wappler didnt drive his car  took the bus  he Mrs Wappler took public transportation everywhere

Mr Wappler called it an epiphany

    his Maw had to look it up in Websters Dictionary

                                                         “a moment of sudden revelation, insight.”

You’re nine years old. A revelation? An insight?

                                                   What do you know?

I know when I growupwhen Im on my own I wont live here

    Mighty big words, mighty grand thought, boy.

Watch me

            raised his voice to her

she was awfully tempted to wash his mouth out with Fels-Naptha laundry soap

                                                                                     but something stilled her feet quieted the itch in her hands that she usually worked outcracked him with a belt a shaving strop a switch

the laundry was in the basement steepsteps down why she made him carry the basketloads

she needed both hands near the railings in case she slipped

he was a Grand Canyon mule a Big Horn sheep

                                                    be lookingup over his shoulder talking to her as they descended

You think so?

I don think

               I am

 

she called him when the longmissing letter arrived

everyone agreed he had not atrocious printing   florid

                                                           teased he should have been a tagger or a physician

You won’t believe it. It went to China.

                                          but in the same breath she seriously wondered if maybe he hadnt mailed it from China

    she saw him once a year for a week

who knew where he really was

                                  half the time he didnt know

he was nebulous  amoebic

                               catchya catchya cant

2018,  Sunday,  12  10. 25

Gotye (featuring Kimbra)  Somebody That I Used To Know  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8UVNT4wvIGY

he was on a roll

                 when broheim went on a roll he stepped aside because  inevitably   broheim would say something without thinking his words throughhed retort Whadyasay  then crucify him with his owns words

    never failed

I did more Cub Scouts as a young man than I did as a boy when I was growing up.

 

    Excuse me

What?

Wha did ya say

    What?

                   You gonna try to stuff words in my mouth?

I aint stuffin

              You liberatedaired the words

I was listenin to ya bloviate

Bloviate.

    Yaknow

Pompous  Second to none when youre off an runnin

Verbose

            You like to believe ya know wha youre talkinbout

AnIve warned you too many times Wittgenstein

                                                      Now I just let you go

Bloviate

               In a windbag fashion

 

What was I talking about?

Id think youd know

                              I was listening

So you don’t remember what I said.

Au contraire mon ami

                       French   On the contrary friend

Question is  Do you

I’m sure you’l . .

. . Stuff words in your mouth

                                   Now

Arya listenin

 

It’ll be bullshi . .

. . Listen

his expression was choice he knew  intimately   what crow tasted like

                                                                              sometimes he wondered why broheim bothered talkin toim

    Strapped in

Say what ya gotta say.

Im not sayin

                 Im repeatin you

Ive told you countless times if you question my veracity bring a tape recorder

                                                                                   Im comfortable

Say what ya gotta say.

You said

           I did more Cub Scouts as a young man than I did as a boy when I was growing up.

    You know what I meant. 

I havent a clue

                   It was your story

Sunday afternoon,  5  10. 25

1906,  Sunday,  12  10. 25

Ringo Starr  You’re Sixteen  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_LtUZCXepo

she was late to being Polish

                               believed she was Hungarian until she took Family Tree DNA

chick was thorough

Hold on girlie stud material onehunred percent Polish he was second generation American

                                                                                 Just because you tested doesnt let you in with the snap of fingers

    What?

                Blood in blood out.

amused him Not that severe

                                 Eat offal

What? No.

Its a rite of passage

There’s no such thing as that anymore.

Not like Im askinya to kill a lion with a spear as once the Maasai people of Kenya and Tanzania did

                                                                                                          An lets not forget as Hungarian you didnt consider yourself Slavic    Didya  No

You considered yourself ethnically an linguistically unique

                                                                 Didntya

    I did.

           But genetics have proven me wrong. I concede that.

Now I’m one of you.

Slavic

Polish.

Slavic

I’m Polish.

Say your Slavic

Is this the password to enterutter it to you through a Judas Hole in a door?

Polish aint a speakeasy girlie

Would you quit calling me girlie.

Pole aint thinskinned either

                                   Think about it    Slavs

Slavish

    Willing to submit

Who the hell do I have to fuck to get in?

Gettin warmer

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Man  You can be such a prick

You can’t convince me.

Cuz youre being an idiot ya know better 

                                             Even your bestbuddy hed have called her bosombuddy but she had no tits

agrees with me

she nodded like an unhinged bobblehead

                                            You’re wrong. You should be able to admit that.

Science evolved.

                  Wasn’t Athena springing from Zeus’ head.

Theres more to tha than tha

OhmyGod. You set him off. Now hes gonna harangue me with mythologythat crap.

Careful

          Your prickdumb not spelled  P  R  I  C  K  D  O  M  is showin

Zeus learned of the prophesy that his wife Metis would bear him a son more powerful than he so he tricked herhad her turn herself into a fly and swallowed her  Besieged by a terrible headache he had the god Hephaestus split his skull with an axe Thereby Athena emerged fully grown in full armour

As I said, crap.

Everything begins somewhere

continuing to bobblehead

                            Science began with magic, alchemy. Astronomy began with tarot, the Zodiac, astrology.

If you want, you can believe that. I refuse.

Anyare welcome to refusealthough I suggesturge you keep those cards realclose to your chest so your blatant ignorance isnt revealed

Coud comeup someday and bite ya realhard in the ass

Hard in the ass.

he looked at her

                   I can’t believe you’re siding with him. Over me.

When you’re being an adamant prick, why would I?

                                                          Even being high isn’t an excuse.

 

Sunday afternoon,  5  10. 25

1146,  Sunday,  12  10. 25

Petey

    a small hand pushed on his shouldershoved

                                               no need   he wasnt a deep sleeper

 

rolled onto his back

woke under closed eyelids

safe harbour before going out into opened eyes  open water

                                                                                sighed  Best get this show on the road

Open Sesame

he opened his eyes

                    kneeling on the bed beside him  cueball pate  hair running around his head like a collarnot much above his ears  chinnychinchin scruff

                                                        spitting image  Gentle Giant album cover art

Petey

          As I live an breath

Petey  an ethereal hologram

You remember?

How many dwarves do you think Ive known in my life

                                                          How many dwarves in yours beside the glass reflections after steppingup on a stool before the bathroom sink

    You haven’t changed.

Same

          Why ya visiting

Transported by one of those harlotswitches you Svengalied with your copious cocaine

                                                                                           Smallest man on campus

Biggest dealer in Miami

 

    Snow.  I called it snow.

Come to apologise

Apologize.  For what?

DEA breakin into my suiteadjoined to yoursjabbing me in the back of the skull with a twelvegauge Any sudden move will be your last.

                                      I went back to sleep

Till they rousted mehandcuffed mekept me in the hallgawked by the rest of the floor while they tossed my room

Never did care for cocaine

Feds didnt find shit

 

    I was curious.

 

Here from prison

 

I’m dead.

Anya came all this way to harangue me

                                              Or apologise

                        

No. Curious.

                    I lost thousands of dolla . .

. . Long gone  Although I stretched those winnings way out

You could have made a healthy splash among coeds.

Possibly

             As unhealthy a splash you made among them

Lost a couple didntya 

ODd

They went out with a bang.

    You know, you were the only one who let me get up on the table to make a shotdidn’t have to keep a foot on the ground.

I like beating a dwarf fair an square

                                             Even a cunt like you 

smiled

           began departiculating in uneven clots  queer chains

eventually only a head hanging midair

                                           I was curious. Hoped you were dead too.       

Nice Thanks for the thought

                               Buhbye

Petey may have caught the buh

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1030,  Sunday,  12  10. 25

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