26.4.16



yaknow
        having come out ahead  bettered  more than a few claptraps illconcealed booby-traps
residing in a modest house on an acreage treed parcel bordered by a National Forest
warmed by an small aromatic fire
enjoying the wholesome company of two feral cats  one tom he plucked nearly from out of the jaws of a dog running loose  they sprawled beside him on the overstuffed horsehair sofa under silent spiders who knitted webs at the corners of the ceiling
watching the flames marbled through a glass of bourbon marbled through the smoke off his cigar resting in a large circular crystal ashtray
he reimagined his life

he examined it gazing into the fire
watched it quietly reclining in the cooling grey ash under the irongrate 

pausing  ruminating

                   astonished

how he got to where he was



                               this cold biting winter night he tried to remember how things went bust

who crossed the line
who drew it
was it even there

they were on

then they were off


he wasnt one to ever be emotional

maybe because of that she thought he didnt care firmly for her
although he said he did

maybe he wasnt reassuring enough if she doubted him


he was set to earn money save it for a trip he planned since becoming a teenager


their last time out together they had a real good time
he thought
she said
he said

but then he didnt call for a couple of weeks

he didnt think a couple of weeks would have cooled them

he didnt think

he was too busy hustling work

she knew he wasnt leaving until the Fall


he wasnt dodging the draft


his number was low

last year guys who had his number went

but he hadnt received notice to go down to the draft board

not in the interim

not in those two weeks




he called

her father answered

she was daddys girl

her father said hed give her the message he called



he called a few days later

he was pretty sure it was only a few days

her father answered the telephone again

he took his message and said hed tell his daughter he called again

her father comforted him told him she was evidently interested in him

but he was leaving  wasnt he

In the Fall he said  if he was able to hit the mark he felt he needed for the trip
what he budgeted
a blue line trip weaving through the country and back

her father said he envied him

he said his plan was sound at least from what his daughter shared with him

Yes he said he had alternatives along the way

he prepared and understood what he needed if his plans went south

they hung up

her father said hed give her the message



never did hear

he figured three strikes and youre out



he might have lost count



nothing else to do than follow your path





some years later he heard she married a guy that was drafted

he died

left her with a child



he hoped she had a plan

hoped she had devised alternatives for herself

a single young woman with a child would be tough



later he heard things got real tough



what he recalled  she wasnt tough

wasnt resilient

might have folded up

she wasnt like him

wasnt like him when he finally reported to the draft board and refused induction three times in the same day

managed all the hoots and howls and threats



like he told his father
                  the military could only trouble him if he went along with it
but it didnt have anything he wanted

he wasnt inspired by Stars and Stripes and Patriotism

he wasnt inspired to become a G I

A G I Dad 
         Government – Issued
Why would I want to become Property of the Government

Hell Dad
        I never do what Im told

I have an aversion to Authority



No  unfortunately  she wasnt tough or resilient



he heard later her parents were caring for their grandchild





she committed suicide





1617,  Monday,  25  4. 16

25.4.16



Manh he exhaled

they walked outside onto a porch through a sliding glass door 

the moon was huge
its light brilliant
it threw its light on them like a spotlight
bitchslapping their numb shadows across the porch against its railing and over into a stand of birch saplings as easily as the late afternoons sun had

the heat clinging to them from inside the house simmered off them like a heavy scent


---   Ah Manh this is much much better

---   Feels good

---   Yes  

A smoke

---   Please

he plucked a pack of Camels from his shirt pocket and shook it sideways to offer one        

from between twisted-up joints he picked a cigarette out      

---   Its so bright out here its like the onset of a Once upon a time story
their souls cowered crumbled under the moons harsh interrogation  black insects swarmed helping themselves to larger pieces of it and packed them off in clenched mandibles to their surly subterranean nests

---   Are you kiddin me  Christ thats creepy 

I just came out for a cigarette  continue our talk

---   Awh Im for fresh air beat the heat out from under the throb of musicToo loud
Playing it so loud it was disorienting me



the grass or pills vied for their attention          
                                   Look here!
          No here!                               
                                                                   Here!
                       No Here!like spoiled children prone to having their way
because they realised they could  working their way under their parents skin and other adults  into their very seams like an irritating fine dust
Attention
         not caring if it were either good or bad
each worked to their benefit
they stomped their feet bawled over nothing

and nothing was going to rectify it                          

Attention
         a junkies drug Hey look at me!



though  if either could have be brought forth materialised formed of the nights vapour
they would have beat them with a switch


after offering a cigarette
                    hed have no reluctance to beat em with a bat
a Louisville Slugger made of maple
not one of those cunt aluminum bats  ping
everything off them pinged
a clandestine shot
off a wood bat you could hear if it was a deep ball or a cheapie
but not off one of those manufactured rolled wrapped different-coloured
technologys lastest and greatest shitty advancement
                                           some things ought to be left alone
stand alone
for their obsessed purity   functionality

technology shouldnt have its way every time                


thats why brats ought to be beat within an inch of their lives

thats why it they should have been settled at the get-go  a no-go hardline  apparent
no leniency or equivocation



but maybe thats why there were drugs 
                                to quell the squawking hair-pulling monkeys on their backs



they sat on a picnic table bench

exhaling a deep pull
                 So you were saying inside as we came out

---   I said I liked dick for a bit

he tipped his head to the side
---   Whaat  are you getting at
sidling away a bit

---   Excuse me Getting at 

I aint getting at anything

---   No

I thought we came outside you had something to say to me  yaknow  wanted to confide in me

---   Im confused

I dont confide
I dont confide anything to anybody                                                                      
And why the hell would I confide anything to you
Stoned or not

Jesus man Youd be the last cat Id confide anyones secret in let alone one of my own
No matter
         Tellin you would be like well  What the hell
Youd be able to see it working its way out like a cheap Chinese screw no sooner had you screwed it in



---   Are you whaddayou saying are
You trying to hurt my feelings

---   You trying to say you have feelings

Comon manh                                       

You havent the capacity to keep a confidence Thats no surprise 
What the hell
You know that about yourself

All you got to do is think

Someone croaks and you wanna be the cat tellin everyone first Not as a heartfelt consideration or condolence
You just want to be the first one who says

I suppose in it theres something gratifying something that turns a little crank inside you

I dont get it I dont work that way


---   No

You liked dick for awhile

---   Again                                                                          

Where you running that ball

Ill tell you  Youre running that ball up into the wrong hole no gain running up into a linemans ass like you did in school
---   A linemans ass 

Go ahead

Talk to me about this dick you liked

---  aHAH
Confidence

Thats why  this is why  any confidence in you would be misplaced
Dick
Why you harping on dick

---   I think by your own words you were hung up on a guy for a bit
You wanted to talk to me about it

his head nearly spun threesixty
                          A guy  Because I mentioned dick  Because I would talk about a guys dick before Id talk about the guy himself  Id mention him by name first
Wouldnt you think
Or is this how rumour you with some girl is formulated manipulated spilled dumped onto the Book of Faces  Fabricated for the artifice of social media that seems always to have to be fed to make one legitimate in its multitude of eyes ears and eager tongues

---   You have a poor opinion of it

---   I dont                                        

More accurately Im indifferent

If it doesnt bother me If it stays behind closed doors If its kept in the privacy between its consenting adults

Have at it Go nuts

Just dont involve me in any way or form

Then were good



By the way

The dick     

Nixon

I liked him that he killed the draft

Now what I have to contend with its fallout the back door draft the heroes now manufactured by America obsessing over fear and terror  stoking it  a cash cow  an economy forcing the hands of more and more to volunteer


I did like dick for a bit




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