23.1.26


buddyboy walked into the kitchen as he poured them French press coffee

                                                                                  Have to drink it black
No milk  No chemical creamers

    What’s this?

he turned to look

buddy was pointing at the Proctor Silex coffee machine

Wha

You told me, what? a month ago, the machine’s broken.

It is

You haven’t pitched it?

Obviously

Why haven’t you thrown it away?

Its been a fixture six years


It . doesn’t . work.

Six times threesixtyfive toss in two more for Leap Years call it threeseventy six times seventy fourtwenty threehunred eighteenhunred eighteenhunred twentytwohunredtwenty less twentyeight twentyonehunredninetytwo days youre welcome to check my math  she brewed me coffee every morning save for ten days a year I was vacationing sixty twentyonehunredthirtytwo days  every  morning  she  brewed  me  coffee   I shoud ditch her 
A cold cunt arentya

Inanimate is animate in this household

She will not rot

When Im good an ready to be without her presence I will bury her not submit her to trash to a landfill

 

You’re crazy.

You havent checked my math
                                 Crazy doesnt do math

Loved my abacus as a kid  Cunt

some time in December,  2025
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seems he was had to be the one who threw the red brick or rock or whatever was at hand through the picture window
                  gratefully small children werent invited  attended
that was facetious
                      or small pets


Aren’t you tired of being the wet blanket the cold bucket of water? she asked

Are you tired of being with being seen with the blanket the bucket

No. Never.
           Not ever.

There ya have it kiddo took the words out of my mouth  chuckled
                                                                        Its my lot in life for a lot of my life
Feelds  Achers   For as far as the eye can see

To quote the wisdom of my buddy John Dumber gone too soon
                                                                    He-Who-Fucked-Fat-Women  Was Indian
I believe youll excuse me

Yes.  I recall John, you telling me of him.

    Jah
          It’s a dirty job, but somebody’s got to do it.

Was he real or a figment of your boundless imagination?

Man was as real as real can get

We got along because neither of us pulled punches

A brickthrower too?

Jah

        Im left to carry on                                                

To quote Crosby Stills Nash an Young  Now witness the quickness with which/We get along/To sing the blues you’ve got to live the dues/And carry on.

    My dues
I am grateful you willingly share them with me albeit  vicariously
                                                                        Fortunately
No ones sought to use you as leverage

    Why?

I believe you know

    Yes.


I don know how they do it

If they just deny it

Act like it didnt happen

Short term memory

 

I am here  

To say

We are more ignorant than we know

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Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young  Carry On  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lh67x9iDCjg

roommate was going on and on in their own little world

he didnt want to disrupt them

they were on a tear

glancing at the clock hands read onefiftyfour slender red secondhand swept past nineteen twenty twentyone twentytwo  three  four  five  had to get back to what he was yammering about  bet the sixseven second gap wouldnt make a difference

                                                      didnt


trying to interrupt he waved him off  physically waved it aside
                                                                     restrained himself  he didnt looking at the clock again

Hey man times tickin  Wha hes talkinbout is asinine ten eleven twelv . .
. . Gotcha  Youre funny

Tryin to alleviate your pain

                                Yawant me us to interrupt
You

Jah me

Since when

Remember last time you fell out of bed

No

You were a kid

I don remember

Thas awright a long time ago  You didnt fall out of bed  We pushed you

                                                                                 It ever occur to you tha sometimes people arent really responsible for their actions

shaking his head no  No

Actually jah
Some suicides

                   Those shallow maudlin rejoinders I never thought theyd jump theyd OD step in front of a train a car
Fall out of bed

 

Thas chilling

We have our ways Take our lives in our own hands they looked at the slender red secondhand  Burn down the house  Theres always another one to inhabit

                                                    We can interrupt

Wha  Talk to his mariachi

He has noas you call us  mariachi
                                     His house is vacant  Undesirable  Its hard to appreciate why you share space with him

It helps pay the bills Its only for the short term build a nest egg

Theres tha

               There is tha

No
      No  No thanks
I appreciate the thoughtfulness  The freakin information   Didnt see tha comin

Thas awright
                 Youre welcome

cleared his throat loudly
                                  I think thas enough
eyes started tried to wave aside the interruption

Thas enough

I don’t think so.

No  Youre not thinking    Disgorging
                                         Ifya gave it real thought I mean a hard hard look Youd understand thaya cant bluff someone whos not playing

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