trying to pour Absinthe over a sugarcube in a Bad Hawkwind 

unorthodox

trying to keep his Eye out of harms way

 

the only glasses he had was the one he was pouring the Absinthe into 

he didnt think he needed to protect himself
he didnt think the wind would come up as it did

or the Absinthe as viscous as it was wouldnt fall straight down from the bottles lip to the sugarcube

it seemed to be looking up at him out of the bottles belly through its neck before he poured

as if one could look down into a telescope and see the bugeye watching back

scintillating  the Absinthe seemed to want to wander  to disregard its physics

predetermination 

predestination

it glared at him from the bottles lip daring him to tip it  just a bit more   a little more just a little bit more

poised  like a venomous coiled snake
                                        daring him  to keep moving

Move it along Nothing to see here Nothing to see here Keep moving Nothing here

Unless you really want to see or make something happen

itd grant his compliance to whatever he decided

secretly wanting him to tarry

to try his hand as a snakecharmer

as he tried against the Hawkwind

its glare softened

appeared more seductive

taunting  

       Hands full  Isnt that the reason why you creatures where given two

I would have thought you more agile  reflexive

Tempting  he imagined
                         as he regarded its cool black eyes colored pebbled brow and split tongue passing between its fangs

       and wondered if he bypassed it if it wouldnt lie and wait for the next sister or brother earthling to come

and wondered if one or more hadnt already  and thought better of its challenge or hissing enticement

the snake was enticing

genuine

and there is a strong appeal in that which is original

--   Ive only come for a drink

hiss

--   Then you sshould  sshouldnt you   have a drink

in a spasm of surprise suddenly  hand-eye coordination outrageously synched he snapped up the serpent by its throat and grasped its body as it armless coiled around his Given second arm

--   Handss full he hissed back in its face

tilting the bottle 

                just  a  little  bit  more
the Absinthe oozed

ignoring the Bad Hawkwind

and bugeyed watched him watching it

it wasnt supposed to be this hard

a long curiosity
                begged him to satisfied it

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he started to write that half the time he didnt know what he was getting into

HALF.

Are you fuckin kiddin me

Not half by a long shot

Half was fuckin generous to somebody he wasnt

HALF?

Restatement Redo Requiredpull your head out of your ass

starting to act like a flamingo with its head buried in the sand(YES  --  he knew it was a fuckin ostrich  --  Run with it  --  a Beast of a flamingo Bright pink like lips you wouldnt want to stop kissing for all the T in China Artfully standing on one leg Head in the yellow sand  --  colourful  --  visual)

Begin it again

                        ah  beget agin

MOST   of the time he hadnt a clue what he was getting himself into or how it was going to pan out 

but he loved to play

 

he was five minutes fifteen seconds into Teiji Itos Tenno ii (1964) *

then he jumped the opening track of John Zorns The Big Gundown (1985) **

and when both were finished  

after some time had elapsed   

he inadvertently recognised
he had circled around onto Zorns Spillane(part2/3)  its 10:30 - minute mark as Tenno was playing again at its 1:30 mark

didnt have to be a genius to recognise he could restore what he had just listening to
he could recreate it
                                have Tenno cued up and bang it home as Spillane tripped nine minutes

they were Arresting

during Tenno and The Big Gundowns duet his girlfriend walked in on him

he felt warmly odd 

                                as if she walked in on the middle of him squeezing one off(which he often encouraged her to do  --  men and women werent that different when requisite sexual fantasies were tallied)

--   Sounds like Floyd

You know the one 

strangling his sexual tension by its neck he said

Sixty-nines   Ummagumma

--   Thats the one

But its not

she listened some more

began feeling like a voyeur

Jaysus  How many tracks are you playing over each other

--   Two  Merging really nice  arent they

listening

--   They really are  Hats off to you

I dont know how you do it   Or why

I remember you playing four different tracks and how well they meld

--   The orgy . . .

--   Yeah that

--                        . . . of ears

--   I know I know

But youd rather I say so  dont you

--   Yes  

please

--   Okay

                                                                                                                                           

she took a deep reluctant breath 

Its just like the music is fucking you in the ears rolling you over and fucking you again

--   That   didnt hurt                                                   much

--   No                                  not much

Im outaheer 

he continued following the music like he was curling back the pages of a girlie magazine

4:15  --  Spillanes(part3/3)

9:40  --  Tenno ii

then

        thoroughly exploited                                                                                                                 

he bungled in his everwidereaching wayward ways

                                                                                                                           

articles he clipped that fascinated him
or drew his disdain

hed be better served to call them his disdaincination

he had to find this shit Now  and read it:

                                                                  “Inside the state-funded yeshiva, a rabbi named Yitzhak Shapira . . . instructed students in what rules must be applied when considering killing non-Jews . . . non-Jews are ‘uncompassionate by nature’, (he) cites rabbinical texts to declare that gentiles could be killed in order to ‘curb their evil inclinations’ . . . ‘There is justification for killing babies if it is clear that they will grow up to harm us, and in such a situation they may be harmed deliberately, and not only during combat with adults.’” ***

                                                                                                                 Boy   if that didnt take the stiff out of his cock

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1501,  Sunday,  28  6. 15

* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvVc0jblvUQ

** https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72Pftl5CUgs&list=PL3F8A789E1622C1C5

*** http://www.tomdispatch.com/post/175334/tomgram:_max_blumenthal,_the_great_fear_/

watching Scarborough afFair(2)

he listened to a report of the wildfire near the city limits of Lompoc California

the television news personality reporting  

made him think the reporter should have changed his name to Shagwell and had a career in porn

                                                                   said the fire had burned three hundred acres

sipping an Imperial IPA at a local brewery he turned to his girlfriend and said  Three hundred acres aint nothing   

Last week a fire at Park Hill near Santa Margarita California burned a thousand acres

Now itd be News if Shagwell(she gave him a doubletake) reported the wildfire burned three hundred acres  And a pastor

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