28.1.16



you can try an shut yer eyes to it  tune it out of yer ears
                                             but he couldnt
not the infernal interrior dialogue he had to wrestle  freestyle  a fast stream-of-consciousness
rabbleroused by his testy unconsciousness    Raw
hot blood  Red

bloodied by willful slaughter

  
a honed knife laid off to a side



--   Use it  You can see the animal is suffering

Put it out of its misery

Provide it mercy


the bone-handled knife was in his hand  trembling  glinting in the sunlight

the goats eyes bulged

(did it know  --  understand)

(he didnt)

it bleated
 
it snorted

it cried


Its suffering

Help it

Put it out of its misery


he couldnt save it

the goat was beyond saving


the sun glinted off its shining widespread terriorised eyes


there was too much light

there were no shadows or darkness to hide in

no salve or anodyne

just the hard weight of the knife in his hand




he grabbed the goat by its head

his hand its blindfold

his hand bending its head back  to a side

its jugular throbbing

quickly keenly the blade to one side  the other

the goat spasmed under its blindfold



There  There   Quiet Sshh  There now sshh 
Im sorry





the goats blood pooled darkly 

dried brown grass and chaff pushed by its edge

he reflected up in it

the knife blade a brilliant shard

a focal point


deaths final throes

its last breath  hollow  hard    a wolfs whistle


what it had been departed

still

lonely

vacant



death is absence



he stood

his hand  fixed  a blind a gag

he warmed it rubbed it on his thigh

his thumb catching his beating heart in his femoral


alive


existent


present





Ill take the knife now

he turned to face him
                         I dont think you want it
Not right now
Not how I want to give it to you



It was only a goat

What if I called you  a goat   only a goat

Youre responsible for this for its suffering its misery

                                             The goats death


It was a goat



It was a goat but life isnt cheap No life is cheap 
                                             Youd agree
he strode suddenly over to him daring him to disagree
Youd agree Yes

Yes

What

I agree

You agree What

I  agree   No life is cheap



Then we agree
               and stepping back he threw the knife  its blade bite into the earth between his heels
his feet shoulders-apart




turning he walked away and tried very hard not to see the dead goat not to hear its last breath hollow and hard
    
its lone wolfs whistle





0126,  Sunday,  24  1. 16

27.1.16



What do you have

Nuthin

Nothing   Let me see nothing

he dropped his clasped hands to his hip turning his body aside following the lead of his hands
Its nuthin

Please  Id like to see your nothing

Nuthins nuthin yaknow

I know what nothing means to me
he held his hands up in front of himself  outstretching his fingers
See  Thats nothing

Let me see the nothing in your hands

he stood retained his profile
Why

Why not why wouldnt you let me see what you havent in your hands



I mean  to say      its nuthin to me

Then its probably nothing to me too
                              Unless it isnt
Dont be coy let me see what you have


I dont know coy
Sly
      You grasp what sly means



Im not sly or coy

Let me see

Why should I

Because I asked and since youre here with me I have obligations responsibilities youll not force me to forego  by being stubborn   Or disobedient
Ive asked nicely
So  please
Letmesee



Alright  but you have to protect your eyes

I dont see that youve protected your eyes

My eyes werent good to start with You know Theyre bad I aint wearin my glasses am I



No  I forgot



You forgot because you dont see me very often Youre really busy Maw says Too busy to see me until you want and then I cant be busy and not see you

It must be real nice to do what you want



Okay  I hear you

How do I protect my eyes

Since you got real good eyes  you got sunglasses

I havent sunglasses

You dont like them do you    I seemto remember

You remember correctly


There  Over there
he pointed to a broken brown bleach bottle laying in the dirt and patched grass
That should help might do it

Help

Yeah  Its bright

Bright

Uhhuh




the boy held the posture he assumed  torqued sideway

it was just past dusk

if he held something bright cupped in his hands it wasnt apparent

bright also suggested heat

and yet the boy didnt seem uncomfortable holding   nothing



Okay  Helluva a place out in the open for broken bottles glass

Boys come down around here and break bottles with their slingshots  I see them  I watch them  They sound like theyre havin fun  I watchem from the trees above  They dont know Im there

Im real quiet so they dont know

he was born with congenital defects

kids never warmed up to his afflictions 
 
he was slow-moving

he wast smart

kids knew what they wanted or didnt and kids around here usually got what they wanted and didnt what they didnt



those his age enforced his thinking to not want to be there

he didnt mind their trouble

though he didnt usually end up holding the shit end of the stick if they came at him one at a time

but they were learning otherwise when he blew them kisses goodbye   Muthafuckers



So youre real quiet then  like a mouse

Yeah  A mouse

Smart boy

Ha No  Not really  I dont like getting hurt Theyd hurt me if they knew what Ive seen
he laughed
          Sometimes theyre dumber than me

You shouldnt denigrate yourself

I dont know denigrate

Im sorry belittle  make yourself small or insignificant in anyones eyes


the boy looked at him hard

Youve never  wha    denigrated   me

Never have  Youve been dealt a lousy hand Nothing you ever did To denigrate you simply speaks of the asshole that person is



Assholes

Thats right  Assholes    Now whatcha got

Get the bottle



he returned
when the bottle broke it followed its seam  he had half the bottle to hold before his face

Be careful dont want you to cut your nose or fingers

You saying Ive got a big nose

No

Thats a joke

Oh  Then yes


Youre no comedian

No

Whatcha got

Ill show you  You ready to hold the bottle up to your face

I am
he held it twohanded  thumbs and indexfingers  the edges were keen  his little brother wasnt stupid


his cradled hands came off his hip

he held them up directly in front of himself
he was very proud

If its too bright youll say something I dont wanna hurt you

Ill be sure to say something



as he began opening his hands rays of light shot through his parting fingers and thumbs

he saw them run traces across the breast of his black tshirt

Yasee


What  the  fuck


Yasee Its really coolhuh


Ohmygod What the fuck

cradled in the palm of his right  insubstantial  except for its light    lay    lay impossibly  a shimmering bit of neon light pulsating marbling   as if it remained intact   a shard   and not
Its a reflection I took off the glass of the Chinese place across from the theatre

Its beautiful   isnt it




Its  fuckin   amazing


It is  isnt it   It blinked at me an seemed to want me to have it
                    
Youll not take it from me  will you



Ill not
  
Thats fuckin amazing



Youre saying fuck  Youre not mad

Im not mad Im wondering how    but I dont care how in the slightest


It is fuckin amazinghuh


Watch your tongue  Maw will have your head if she hears you say fuck

Fuck    Fuck        FUCK




Got it out of your system

Hahah



the lightrays curling in his brothers deformed hands strobed the crowns of the trees above them on the hill

it was




thats all that mattered

   



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