--   Jaysus Christ  muthafuckers dogged

A real mutt

Cant shake him 
                           es on my stink

--   You aint leading him around here

--   I might

Es da Invisible Man

I think Ive slipped im

I stop for a cup of coffee  sit down with it  pull a cigarette  an es standin over me 

askin ifn I want cream  or a light

Es a spook

--   You lead him back here

--   Da fucker might have beat me back here  Aint like dis place secret  Junkies know it

Ya think dey buttonlipped ifn he dangles a taste fore their face

Nah

I did not

Wha  whacha thinkin ya can do bout it

Da Invisible Mans up to is Invisible Eyeballs on this place

He might be huggin a breeze in da next room for all wees know

--

--   I think es got ya all paranoid  shittin yarself  as ifn ya can do a gawddamn thing bout it  

or bout im

--   If you brought him around . . .

--   Oh fuck ya  brought im round

He come all by hisself

Im tellin ya  a fuckin bloodhound  a gawddamn spook

probably pissed in ya coffee while yar lookin da other way

--   You piece of shit

--   Ooh  Hurt my feelins  Were all a piece of shit waitin to be scraped off  I know dat

 

Ya might wanna know yarself

--

--   Nothin huh  Aint nothin to be said to da truth

We gotta wait to see wha he want  if anythin

Aint greedy

Seems he always want some weird fuckin thing datll make no sense to nobody but im

Last time he had me back off some yunin dat caught my eye

Told me  brass balls  As sure as there a sun in the sky  ya look after her agin  ya wont

see anythin   ever agin

An aint nothin dat goodlookin or sweet to me

I blew a kiss at her shadow last time she walk past me an outa mah life

--   You think hes invisible

--   Ya wan

Ya call him out

I gots a scary truce widda muthafucker  Him always gimme a chance to think twice

I don wan is violence

An it his

Id never see it comin  It be Lights On  Lights Out  like he flip a switch

I like my Lights On   Ya dig

--   This ours

--   No  Get it  We share  An we grateful to share

He ken make it nightynight  shut our eyes ifn he wan

Hes a spook  Im tellin ya

A spook  Daylight don toss is shadow  Light run through im

--   Id like to meet this Invisible Man

--   Careful  Careful wha ya wish for

But wees just yappin  No harm yappin

Let be well nuff alone  huh

Huh

--   Dont know if I can

--   I can  I do

He all yars ifn ya wan

An ifn ya wan  later  I tells how ya thought ya could sees da Invisible Man

Cuz dat all ya can do

Think ya can

Ya aint

Let well nuff alone

City big   nuff fer everyone

Leave well nuff alone

 

Please

0030,  Friday,  28  11. 14     

Thankful

theres a loaded word

loaded   with the prejudice one was perforce to live by

before living by oneself 

                                      (if one was able to swing that serene draft   or warm room)

and become accustom to living with ones own prejudices

first

admit they exist

youre not awful for having them

then ferret yours out from among those which you were shackled

the neat little bows that held up a girls hair and a boys spiffy bowties held to their 

starched collars by thin metal clasps

artifice

which  perhaps  can be turned into artefacts

they werent inflicted with malice

ignorance wasnt necessarily malice

it was just folded into the blood as when a favorite cake is made  blended  not beaten

he was thankful he was able to sort between them

he was thankful he was aware of his own and he could curb his tongue when they 

charged the back of his eyes and thickened his tongue

thankful he could chastise himself privately 

and indelicately

no one is perfect

everyone is flawed

his reasons  or excuses  or vice versa  are no better or worse than anothers

--   Would you kindly say Grace

 

--   No thank you

Please pass the oyster stuffing and horseradish

1303,  Wednesday,  26  11. 14

Whenever he planned things

some Thing turned them awry

shivved them in the back

artfully  in the kidney

left them on their knees

in an alley they didnt know

and barely   above the pain

wondering

how they ended up there

and there

and there and there

                                                                                                              waylaid

cracked on the back of the skull

suckerpunched

coldcocked

ransacked  

                          and left for the buzzards

with such unenviable luck   he stopped planning

he stopped revealing to the Universe his intentions

She was being a bitch

he would have thought long  long ago

it should have occurred to him

to keep his big mouth shut

and walked away

Fuck!

Ran away!

but he hadnt

evidently he had a longgg learning curve

  

attended the School of Harder Knocks

black eyes  bruises    scars

though he saw no shame in them

he uttered they were signs of character  

of dogged perseverance

not cheap tattoos just pricked under the skin

                                                                           No  his thick hide wouldnt allow them

anymore than his thick skull

And the NOT planning began to pay off

She bit on his head fakes

bought his stuttersteps    and clutched empty air when he cutback

if need be  his jab his straightarm was loaded up and cocked

he was doing the rockin now

comin out of nowhere

goin nowhere

except for where

and where

and where and where

                                        he meant

silently

he was liberated

2357,  Twosday,  25  11. 14