happy December 25

he was feeling particularly fuckin secular this Christmas Eeeeveshit  

hed rather do an Eve than contend with the religious sprinkles who were upbraided by Christmas and Not-Christmas the sullen and severe Christians and Not-Christians those perverse elements who believeREALLY fuckin believed Theirs is the Only True Way  and if they cant convert yatheyd kill ya

same old Story same old Song and Dance eons in(looks dangerously like dungeons dont it?) and because They hadnt figured it out by now he believed theyd just liked the umbrage and rage and violence and bloodletting

                                                                                whaddaya fuck  could he really blame them  he liked his steaks black and blue too

it occurred to him to work on a new song  The Twelve Days of Armageddon  to be riffed to The Twelve Days of Christmasyaknow On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a partridge in a pear tree(he thought even as a kid whoever wrote the Twelve Days was mighty entitled and probably hadnt a fuckin clue  he scarcely knew what a partridge was let alone gifting it in a pear tree)

On the First Day of Armageddon my true love gave to me Donald Drumpf in a pear tree

but then he soured on it

hed be beatin a dead dog

there was nothing unique about his premise

he was sure this Eeeeve there were plenty other YEeeeOWs who conceived of and shared his concept

Armageddon wasnt gonna be Snap Crackle Pop and done  up in a fireballsenselessly incinerated  it was going to cancerous  and maybe on Americas x-ray its CAT scan with CT perfusion(looks dangerously like perversion dont it?) Drumpf is its harbinger

have a happy December 25

1256,  Saturday,  24  12. 16

Stones  Gimme Shelter  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XZEfcUA0INE

Aerosmith  Same Old Song and Dance  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rScnRMbaF4

Stones  (Santas the) Midnight Rambler  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEQL6z1U0wY

 

they werent funny the silent accusations his books heaped on him from the barrister cabinet behind beveled leadglass partitions side to side hobbled by their mates

their sneers smearing him chastising him as if they were involved in marital proceedings and he abandoned them and was the cause of their feelings of isolation and disaffection

they were no more property or belonged to him than he to them  he touched and handled them frequently gently kindly spread their pages read brief passages out loud whetted his imagination satisfied his inklings and curiosities coaxed and tried to arouse them from their silence

he was not negligent

it seemed however they didnt take kindly to the library books he brought home and laid on top the diningroom table in plain sight of them  as if he were cheating on them with let whores or klosed women who needed a stiff cock stuck in them to feel needed or complete  which wasnt derogatory  he knew cavemen who felt worthless if they werent fucking someone  anyone  

fucking someone anyone struck him as a low bar  

a bar laid flat on the floor

he supposed people satisfied their own kind 
though he wasnt made for someones anyones satisfaction

and while sex undeniably has a strong appeal 
if he wasnt with who he wanted to be with he wasnt one(eh Stephen) to love the one your with

tawdry came to mind

someone anyone was tawdry 

tawdry was a man and woman killer
perhaps one could argue not in the short term  but if one is a slave to their sexualitya slave to their cocka slave to their cunt  through that optic their abrupt rashness and utter thoughtlessness spoke demonstrably that they would savage any trust offered them

SEX!

if he felt an urgea strong unquenchable urge

he masturbated

he saw fit not to cheat anyone and no one to cheat him

so he let his books gawk

he let men and women gawk

he acquired his ethics when he was young and didnt defy them

defying them he defied diminished and defiled himself

and he had to live with himself

it didnt seem many took kindly to his sense of the long term

they shat where they ate

1507,  Thursday,  15 12. 16

he walked out of the Out-Patient door at the rear of the Miami VA Hospital into the brilliant sun and azure and saw an old man down by the chainlink fence at the edge of the parking lot scourging cigarette butts off the hot tarmac parking lot and out of the sand at its edge

he watched him then stoop to a knee tear the paper filters off if necessary and dump the tobacco onto a page he ripped from a phonebook chained to a pay telephone booth

he pinched the tobacco into a Zig-zag paper and rolled his own

he lit it and taking a deep pull he grimaced

it couldnt taste good

he said Fuck it out loud to no one in particular  rather to himself   a cane across his gawddamn flank and walked across the street to a convenient store and bought a pack of Camels a pint of whisky

he approached the withered old man  Pardon me he said

Wha the old man said as he backed away I aint bothering you

No  Im botherin you

he flipped the pack of Camels to him

he was spry enough yet to capture it against his chest

he flipped him a matchbook

the old man now into the game snatched it out of the air

then walking forward the old man not retreating he twisted the whisky cap snapping the flimsy cellophane seal and said Care for a drink

he swigged first and held it out to the old man

the old man took it greedily and gulped a long pull

I thank ye he said and held it back to him

No thanks I bought that for you  Just wanted a taste wet my whistle

Whaelse ya want

Nothing  I thought you might enjoy it with your cigarettes

Mighty kind

Aint much  You gonna be able to hold onto them

Yeh  Got buddies to share with

Good to share

Hellyeh how can ya not share a windfall

Thats a good question   Fare well

Thank ye  Back atcha

1511,  Monday,  19  12. 16

Pink Floyd  Astronomy Domine  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QawLRFL0Js0