19.8.17










OH  This is so nice that you called

Nicewha the hell  You say it as if I never call
he could imagine his mother on the wall telephone from above the kitchen counter beside the window that overlooked their backyard

it seemed an uncomfortable place to talk on the phone  tethered   when just behind her to her leftthe livingroom  an overstuffed chair ottoman side table  a nice place to drop your fanny and talk    

No You call  Youre just never home when we callit goes to your message machineyou screen your calls

I screen my callsyes  Youre not suggesting that while screening my calls I refuse to pickup when you or Dad call

Well  No  Im just saying when we call during the dayyou work nights  our calls go to voicemail

You go to voicemail
because Im not home


You just admitted to screening your calls
When Im home

When Im not home telephone calls go to voicemail    Because I am not home



You screen your calls


Yes  I do

Itd be nice Maw to call and shoot the shit(Dont swear  You were raised better than that)  ah  bullshit without being interrogated as a child might
                       however  then without your interrorgation youd have to concede you were talking to me as an adult  and I suppose why would you want to have a level playing field  converse with me as an equal

You are  We Are  after all  After All  my  Your  folks  Parents   
and what of the elders who Ive never metwho I dont know from Adam or Evenot to mention Lilith that feel due mydeserve my respect
Immediate respect

My  immediate  respect

Sorry 
What rock did they crawl out from under
Two way street
Mutual respect
he was in grade school when he dropped that ineptthat hopeless steaming pile of horseshit

Respect is earned                                

Its not tithes provided on the grounds the ugly gamut that you owe it to them because they were born before you 

Thats inspired ignorance  Just begs trouble



Sometimes I dont know where your thinkingthis  odd way of thinking comes from

Its mine from being derided on the basis of my youth My words werent heard  They werent listened to solely because I was young
Have the conversation
Fresh eyesnew eyes on old problems
Seems to me that that perspective would have value  Would be worth the minute to listen rather than just dismiss out of hand


You werent raisedwe didnt raise you that way

No  I learned that way
I learned that way as a chick does when its pushed out its nest to make room for the next hatchling the next hatchlingand the next

My younger brothers and sisters necessarily needed helpyour help  They were too young then to make a go of it on their own


Thats how I came up   Apparently  and utterly without you being aware all these years  Which could be my fault because I could function and did function well enough without the necessity of your attention


What do you expect me to say

Nothing  Theres nothing to be said  Thats how it was  Water long gone under the bridge  Im not bitter  I get a little angsty when you play your Thats-not-how-you-were-raised card  You wanna play that with the other kids  they let you treat them like kids  Have at it   But not with me
Awright


What do you want me to say


sigh I want to talk to you as an adult   One adult to another
Anif you gotta   just pretend Im a fucking stranger

You . .
. . Yes  Yes I was   Save the fiction



I dont know where your father is(his mothers leverage)
he could see her looking out the window at the fresh mowed lawn  the telephone cord stretched long its coils barely apparent

Hes outside fidgeting with something

He was cutting the lawnI thought it was too wet   I dont heard the mower though

Maybe hes tracking a wild hare

What

Tracking a wild hare

A rabbit

Or hes got a wild hair   up his ass

What did you say

I said he might be tracking a wild hare  h-a-r-e  or has a wild hair  h-a-i-r  up his ass

thank gawd she laughed
Im going to tell him you said so

It was clever  You better     I work later this evening so please tell him if hed like to call back hell have to reach me at the latest quarter to 7 your time

I will

Very good  I love ya Maw

I love you too son


son

always to be the son

never a man

not in their eyes


odd concept
           his daughters were women
 

1427,  Friday,  18  8. 17
1405,  Saturday,  19  8. 17

Cat Stevens  Father and Son  

18.8.17

Vehicle





passing out through the grocerys sliding glass doorsturning right he nearly unearthed and toppled a silverhaired woman

he grabbed her by the shoulder to right her  and in doing so woke her from her somnolence or placating reveries  she didnt appear to be in the Here and Now

Excuse me he mutteredhe didnt deliver it in the form of an apology

if he hadnt grabbed her she would have walked blindly into him and found herself dropped on her skinny ass  or well-dressed expensively-dressed  skinny   ass

Oh  Oh
a dog had more sense to protest

Youre fine
he let go of her shoulder
she seemed stable
Have a good day
as he walked away he tossed a glance over his shoulder

she had turned right and stood facing the car glass-sparkling parking lot at the front of the grocery


he looked away



walking on he considered that the woman definitely needed some help with her make-up

she had deep furrows that etched themselves to either side of her face from the corners of her mouth to her jaw

he couldnt put down or escape his thought that she was a ventriloquists doll  or dummyshe certainly moved dummyish woodenfooted  lethargic

she felt hard stickish where he grabbed her at the shouldergripping all cloth and nothing else
                                                                          and quite frankly her movementin the glance he had to recognise her persontheir imminent collision she moved as if she were propel by something other than herself
                       he could fancy someone had their fist up her ass directing her cadence and absorbing her complete and horrified attention  or possession were the elderly doing hallucinogenic drugs


into the next parking lot over across the long entryway that bisected the city lot into two discernable venues he glanced back

she wasnt there

she was motile and either had entered the store where he thought she was heading or had crossed into the parking lot and was inside a car  and hidden he couldnt see her

he didnt hold his glance into a gaze

she was gone


Ah
   but where was the ventriloquist that violated herworked his fingers inside of herspoke the words she moved her wooden powdered mouth to

                  he or she intrigued him

how many people were their puppets
how many had they violated unwillingly

                            willingly

some people can be lead like sheep
some people were comfortable handing off their reinsdoing as they were told  easily incited  persuaded 
                                                                                    or cajoled
by secrets they vehemently preferred remain secret


this took “getting into ones head” into new territory(or terroritory)  or upped the ante for “taking it in the ass”(not that there anything was wrong with that – properly lubed)

he would have spent more time pondering her if it hadnt been for a grasshopper who launched itself onto the rear panel of a black Cadillac Escalade  it mottled its carapace and extremities like a squid seeking to camouflage itself as the car idled at a traffic light

Better jump down from off there friend  Cant say the claws to your tarsi and pulvilli are up to the task of holding on paint at 35 40 miles an hour or that your wings wont tear free if you deploy them in a last-ditch effort to save yourself
(he was all for earthlings)  Youre really not in a good situation


the light changed


one more ride


dictated by who
                     or what     


1327,  Thursday,  17  8. 17
1311,  Friday,  18 8. 17
The Ides of March  Vehicle  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxJFjO4Skgo
Vanity Fare  Hitchin’ A Ride  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUjmSYutW5M