I have sampled this life Mark Twain wrote and it is sufficient
Its interesting to read this
quote when later that same evening the sixth night running
her laptop which they placed on
the diningroom table has turned itself
on at just past
Three o’clock in the morning
from bed they heard the start-up
music begin and emerging into the front room they see
slivers of light
emitted radiating out of its flat face
in all directions
white
shards a halo laying up on the old wood
table top
the black laptop its illuminating
crown
the first night they heard it she
heard it first
she
took him up and away from his dreaming
it was the
guarded urgency in her timid cautious breathy voice that pry him open like a
raw oyster into fired consciousness
she trailed several steps behind
him into the hall a buffer he would have
cautioned if she hadnt taken it
if there was someone in the house
as she thought he didnt want her getting caught up in the violent
and thered be violent because
in the founding the raw splashing iron
poured for his cerebral cortex flight was
left out
entering their front room his arms came up like a boxers to the centre
of the ring
his
night vision glowing
if he were the intruder hed thrown on
the light right now
blind him then step aside and let him lash out utterly disadvantaged
and ripe for the picking
thats the first he heard the
sounds of her laptop
then saw the jeweled table top
all the juice in his body went
down
turning he saw in her face that hers hadnt
but then she was having to contend with her nerves and imagination
longer than he
he had a long imagination
but she easily bested him
-- Sweetheart
Did you put the machine to sleep or kill it last night
-- To sleep
I rarely kill it
But
it wakes only when I open it
-- Thats what I thought
-- Yes
thats the way it works
-- Well love
not this evening evidently
-- Strange
-- Yeah strange
But better this oddball than a bloodfest huh
she got him immediately
always
his eat-free-for-weeks analogy
and she knew he meant it
-- Yes
Better the laptop glitched on
-- Better
Now
Are
you gonna be able to fall back to sleep
she laughed
-- I guess its not a funny question
I think
eventually
-- I got work in the morning What time is it
-- When I heard it it was Three-thirty-three
-- Witching hour Our restless roommates time
-- I suppose it is
-- New though
Theyre usually into stomping around creeping in the bedroom doorway or
writhing black on the walls
-- Usually
-- Nice trick kids
he
said aloud to their roommates
they were affable to their
roommates the house had been theirs
longer than they owned it
possession was nine-tenths of the Law
the next night the laptop roused
him first that was unheard of he could sleep through
a freight train roaring on tracks inside a half
block away
which he had as a kid growing
up in Chicago
he woke her gently shaking her by her thigh
-- Babe Whats your time
sleepily
-- My wha
-- What time do you have
-- Why
-- Your laptops on again Listen
she heard it too he could feel the electricity in her spine
vibrate the bed
-- Three-seventeen
-- Earlier this morning
the black crown at the center of
its auricle
the successive mornings were
clustered like a neat grouping on a target
it didnt matter if she left it in sleep-mode or turned it off
they evidently werent impressing
their roommates
then he mentioned the Obvious
which was it kick
in the head because he endless invoked “it goes without saying” throughout
conversations they had a tongue-in-cheek
joke between them that pleased them more than it should
-- We may either have a new roommate Or a visitor
-- Ya think
together slightly mused they chorused It goes without saying
-- Youre hilarious
-- You aint bad yourself
-- And so
-- Yeah
So
Its outside our realm
Were bugs on the glass looking in
-- Do we have to be bugs
-- We can be anything you want love
We just have to be something outside
looking in
-- A dingo
In the Australian Outback
-- Want our reputation to precede us huh
-- Thats one tack
-- That is
But that aint
the reputation weve laid out this past week
is it
-- Good point
I just prefer not being a bug
-- Ill be the bug You be a butterfly
-- I could be a butterfly she smiled
he smiled back at her
she was really bright
-- Butterflys a bug love
-- But its pretty
she
wasnt gonna let him take her down at all
-- Youre beautiful
she was beautiful
he couldnt stand it when anyone referred to
her as pretty or cute
she was beautiful
shaken from bed at Three in the morning
-- So which do you think
Roommate or visitor
-- Visitor
Maybe slipped in through a portal and is biding their time
Impatiently I might add
The roommates have been quiet
-- They have
They seem to pick and choose their time though
-- They do
And theyve had access to your machine this whole time
I dont think theyre tech-savvy
-- No
theyre like you
-- Right
Im gonna haunt you in your bed Yaknowdat right
-- I do
she leered
-- Youre nuts
I was thinking though
An original thought
-- I thought you dont believe in original
thought
-- Not usually
but Ive been thinking hard outside the box on this
-- You
outside the box
Oh how novel
-- Lemme hear your take
Weve been getting mail since
filling out those damn rural route forms for the post office
attesting
to who lives here
for Bun Davis
she laughed
then
the features on her face pinched slightly
-- Oh man
-- Weve been playing it off on
indie
Indie Bun
Davis the cat
The odd catalogues Bun Davis or
Current Addressee
-- Youre thinking Bun Davis
-- Only because as much as indie likes my
pens hes never scribbled a thing
Let alone sneak
down to the mailbox to send off for catalogues
I dont believe in
coincidences But things can coincide
-- Thatd be a coincidence
-- A squirrel
say Lefty fumbles an acorn while
running on top the fence You drop a
glass in the kitchen
A coincidence
Or two disparate things that
happen to coincide
-- Gotcha
Bun Davis
-- Bun Davis
-- Roommates
And Bun
-- Beginning to feel like we have . . .
-- An inn
-- Almost
I was thinking a hostel
Or hostile hah
1549, Thursday,
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