17.2.15

One Year (351/365)



One year                                                                                                                              
Whodve thought

It had become a habit 
a good or bad habit 
made no difference

he was habitchualised


he grasped their buoyant motes happily
                                           chased them around like slippery soap bubbles
against a blue sky above green grass

turned them one after the other like
coloured baubles strung on a wire
                                     or with his fingernail he pushed
bright wet seaglass out from among grains of sand on the beach above tongues of white boiling surf

habitchualised
                 addickted



it could always be worse                                                                                                                                                        
2349,  Sunday,  15  2. 15
  1300, Monday,  16  2. 15

16.2.15



He was a big  Big tall kid
really a young man
  
they enjoyed his unexpected shyness
it was refreshing
                              given his size   he could have been gregarious  overbearing
he could have been dangerous

young men out of high school are often so full of themselves that the only way they might understand Respect was to be throttled
                                                              who gets throttled to-day  --  maybe dissed  --  though apparently few can absorb it  their skins arent thick enough  or theyre not in possession of 
a deeper resilience

it seems if theyre anyone  theres an entourage    to attest to their prowess



growing up   
                   not that he participated
entourages were called gangs 
                                                  and a gang to him was nothing more than a loud colourful admission that they couldnt stand up for themselves


he stood up for himself   by himself
his old man said afterwards that maybe that wasnt a good idea
                                                                                          Youre fast you should have run

the gang beat him up pretty good
he winded up in the hospital

but there was one thing he took from them  with him

it hung in his eyes like cheap Used Car Sale pennants

their faces                 
                  each and every one of their five faces

they didnt give him great odds  5:1

he might have been willing to leave well enough alone when they beat him down
had they stopped pummeling him
but they didnt

on his knees he took their barrage of leather shoe and booted kicks  too lazy he thought  to bend over and use their fists
so he hung their faces in his eyes
until the glare of the overhead hospital lights etched  bleached them onto his brain

he turned them over and over and over like a deck of five cards  
                                                                                                       over and over quietly
they were like dirty wash thrown over a line to air out their repulsive stink
air them out so when time came to wash them the Fels Naptha soap and clear water had a real shot at cleansing them

                                                                                                                    then recovered
he caught up with them one at a time

he gave them even odds  1:1
let them best man win

 
the cycle replete



                                                        which for him made the big Big kids shyness  very refreshing
she said she was drawn to his timidity  his courteousness  thoughtfulness

but as they got to know him better they realised his gentile attributes were only had by a kind of social retardedness 
                                   they were more from a deficit  than a forging of spirit
Denial  enforces its particular aspects
forging tempered steel  eradicating its impurities  forms something Denial can never incorporate


they were slight reveals
never blatant

subtle  delicate
 
if you werent looking for them you might not see them


people hustling around him paid him no matter or attention  and the grocer who needed the bulk moved and unloaded and stacked paid him no mind either

it was as if hed been read fairy tales his whole life

and in this small  cloistered  rural town
weeds were thinned almost as they peeped their uncomely heads from of the ground


Worldliness  she said  of the town  was unnecessary in a household of God and Worship

she was sympathetic
                                    always more compassionate than he
but she had been raised with religion


his parents tried to raise him with religion
and he tried
but during a Catechism lesson telling of the story of Daniel in the Lions Den  he laughed
he was punished
                             nuns held at his shoulders and knelt him on a broom handle
he was tagged
and at home his parents read the pinned note instructing them that he was to recite numerous Hail Marys and Art Fathers  and beg for Gods Forgiveness
                                                                                                              For what  he asked
I know exactly what hungry lions would do to Daniel

it occurred to him then  the astonished glimmer in their eyes
his parents wanted him to have religion   for them

No  he said  
                    recognizing  for the first time  his way was to please himself
before he pleased anyone else


--   Youre very sympathetic babe  I love that in you

But I got to tell you  and you know how my hearing works  when you said  worldliness was unnecessary in a household of God and Worship 
                                                                                          I thought you said   briefly
until I recognised it was too incongruent   
                                                                  a hellhole of God and Worship

And in that thin moment of rapture  I nearly snaked your worship into warship

Whew  from the mouth of babes  huh

--   Matthew  21:16

--   Jesus youd know better than me
                                                              Mayhem  Double aught
  


1544,  Sunday,  15  2. 15 
2222,  Sunday,  15  2. 15