2.9.17





it never failsits never failed him
                          it was probably his rarified expectation of it that compelled him to wait and watch and see how it will present itself over the next couple or few days

its never disappointed him
                      not since he caught onto the game it played


apparently he was a little thick at the onset




it  was new words
               he was surprised by words he didnt know existedAW comon Thats a word   Why didnt I know that earlier

he was confident he had a good vocabulary
                                  then he read a new wordit appeared like a lightning bolt and shook him to his very foundation  but then he was supposed to learn something new every day 
it kept Death at arms length 
                      Pick on somebody elsecant you see Im contending with this an if you double up against me youre a cowarda cheat    

Man Death didnt like being accused of cowardice

It curled its lip like Elvis snarledspun aboutwhipped its cape in a flourish that ended with a crack of a bullwhip  Death departed  Yet always returning and lurking about at the edge of his sighthis peripheral 
I aint blind  I can see you

Harumpf
       like a dejected child 
but that was okay
they were old friends and friends try and forgive faults in their compadres 
they made a glaring acquaintance during the war but  obviously  only in passing 
he was tenacious and merciless protecting his life 
Death came to the battle and left with his adversary

he blew It kisses he chided Wave byebye as you go


theres a time and a place

eventually





words

he came upon them during a single marvelous sitting  karesansui  a raked Japanese rock garden  a dry landscape
and wabi-sabi "an aesthetic of refined austerity based on the beauty of imperfection and acceptance of transience"

Hah he wondered  How are they going to present


HAHyourself
damn if they didnt presented side-by-side in the very same moment across the cashiers counter from him

neither were truly his tastebut like food sustenance like beggars cant be choosers he couldnt let them pass

he did like their choice of liquor

that had to count for something

You have babyfaces  Ill need to see your IDs

they were legal

karesansui was a petite blonde dressed in a long vintage strapless tubetop summer dress(Christ he was thankful he wasnt born a girl – too many adjectives)  sincere upturned breasts  a quick smile   the elastic furrows of her earth-toned bodice reminded him of raked stones or sand   

her sidekick wabi-sabi was a severe brunette(betrayed by her colouring)  dyed her hair jetblack  very tall and lean railish booted black skinny jeans black iridescent shortsleeved blouse a begrudging smilebut nice when she did which didnt seem too often  likely because she suppressed it keeping in character of someone she believed she had to play

Girls  By the looks of your spirits it seems this is going to be a very good evening . .
. . For her said wabi . .
. . For us said karesan curtly You always try to minimise your funengagement  We have fun together . .
. . You have more
Mebbe if you let your guard down  or your bit he said   I think youd knock the ball outa the park  Give yourself some credit  to karesan I really dig your dress

Oh Thank you  I bought it this afternoon at a thrift shop

Excellent taste  And you he said to wabi Severe  Yet very seductive  Makes me want to learn your secrets
Would you interrogate me

With extreme prejudice

Wow  I think we may have crossed some lines

Lines between consenting adults  I dont think so

Youre old enough to be my father

Youre old enough to have a brain in your head  Are you throwing up boundaries  If so you might wanna go home and change  Something  say  more Lil Miss Muffet  What does whey taste like

Ouch oozed karesan

Be careful girl  I can knock you out said wabi

So much bluster he said  Particularly for someone apparently consumed by what others might think  Structured  Stricture  Though you look liberated   I guess its just the look

Youre purposefully pushing my buttons arent you
You gotta ask  You really have trouble playing your part doncha  I like it   Id like it more if it were real  Though I suppose we all try on bit-parts until we find the right fit An maybe more so for your generation  Tough to compete when you think everythings been done before you and all you can do is copy  not be original 
Be original  Screw what people think  Youre not here to please anyone other than yourself  Get comfortable in your own skin

Im comfortable said karesan  her eyes glinting like the fifteen black lavarocks the miniaturised islands contextualised in four groupings surrounded by seas rivers and streams of pebbles gravel or white sand

You are said wabi

I cant help but concur he said  Christ I love concurring

the young women rolled their eyes


it was obscenely rare his words were ever personified  like the odds for sinistral halibut in a population  called one percent  he read scientific studies that said sinistral were 1 in 20,000 

1 in 20,000  the math slapped him in the face  .00005  Really  perhaps they rounded up to a percent so it seems viable


wabi asked what time he was off
karesan fell over herself seconding it

Im outa here at quarter to eleven

You wanna party with us wabi asked  karesan eyes glittered

You wanna party with me

I wouldnt have asked

Seeya then




the womens friends were blown away by their audacity

the men were peeved  competition   but they didnt know real competition  he let it go
understood itleft it to their sustained immaturity 
Death mused Whaddafuck ya doin
Im having fun  Go haunt somebody else eh  Find someone cowering in despair  Youll not get that from me so if you aint here for business  Buhbye

Death waft egressed from the quivering shadows thrown by Tiki torches on the backyard trees

he queried  No white nationalist hereright  Id have to kill ya

everyone laughed

he was serious


after a couple of hours karesan interrupted his conversation  the three women protested Were finally having our time with him

Hell be back  Excuse us

she took him by the hand through a sliding glass door into someones bedroom  

she quietly slid the door shut and pulled the curtains closed

he reached through the curtains and opened the doors
I like how curtains move on the breath of the breeze


Okay

Okay  You seem dismayed

Theres a word you dont hear often

Then use it


Youre right of course

Im suggesting

Youve made a lot of suggestions tonight

Options  Seems your crowd is fitted with blinders unnecessarily  So I either pull on the blinders or poke em in the eye

Finally  Some pillow talk

Pillow talk


Poke

Whatcha thinkin lil one
Im thinkin I caught something in your eye at the liquorstore when you complimented me on my dress

Probably  Ive always loved how easily  an slowly  those dresses come down

glittering eyes

he stepped in to her kissed her stepped back  taking the lower edge of the bodice he slowly pulled down on it and achingly awaited for her upturned nipples to quit at the fabric  her aureoles watched his eyes  she watched her aureoleshis eyesher breath high in her throat

just before he won the tug-of-war he took her again in his arms kissed her deeply

she panted

he stepped back

her breasts bobbed to the surface above the tide of her bodice  fuller than he hoped  her nipples erect and begging

he pulled the bodice down around her waist and admired her nakedness 

she turned her back and leaned into him admiring their circumstance in a full mirror behind her

he cupped her breasts tweaked her aching nipples                                                                      
she ground her ass against his thighs  felt his cock at the small of her back when she stood again

she turned and kissed him deeply sighed   then very near him she slowly unbutton his pants and grasped him
she looked up into his face  gently stroked him 
I feel naughty

Ill spank you  after   you give me head


she sunk to her knees on the plush carpet 

she looked up into his eyes as she took him in her mouth

her eyes glittering

oh so deliberate

so slow

so deep



they didnt hear wabi enter softly  There you two are  And playing without me  


I didnt know you wanted to play too he said


Ooh  This is hot she said

she walked over to them

she placed her hand on the back of karesans headgripped her hasty ponytail 

karesans eyes glittered up at her

I can play tooright

karesan blinked

wabi affected a new tempo  Use your tongue baby she said huskily

Aah he groanedhe shuddered inside

karesan was like a kitten to cream

he took wabi by the hair the back of her head with his left  a loose enticing tumble of curls  he pulled her mouth to his   while he kissed her he opened her pants with his right

briefly she let go of karesans headyanking her pants down one leg off

he yanked her upright by her hair

she spread her legs sighed

he found her clit and ever so gently massaged her 


he pushed her down and made karesan share
                                    back and forth back  and  forth   back   and   forth    between them
then righted wabi tore her gossamer blouse openbone buttons sprinkling the carpet  he gobbled her breasts fucked karesans mouth the back of her head grinding against wabis swollen clit

if he hadnt put his finger up wabis ass and clenched her tightly the three of them might have gone over in a heap when he came  karesan was at her own clit she came  the blunt of karesans ponytail exploded wabis orgasm moments later
they reeled
         but they didnt fall




words  often arent what they seem



Day-between-Two-Ts evening,  23  8. 17
1408,  Friday,  1  9. 17

Smog  What Kind of Angel  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhNa5XyAF3Y
 

1.9.17





he saw thisobserved this  and couldnt help but wondered why it was or if he considered it legitimately

a young boy  perhaps 4  waddled side-to-side as he walked  a vivid example of the proverbial two-steps forward
one-step back 

stalking forward the boy emerged past an aisle endcap into the broad aisle running before the butchers counter  

a cart emerged behind him

the boy went right

the cart followed

following the cart emerged the boys mother

their resemblance was uncanny  utterly irrefutable

she too waddled two-steps forward one-back


waddle  is very descriptive verb 
                          particularly when neither the boy nor his mother were fat

fat people waddle because they really cant risk getting out ahead of themselves
T I M B E R !!
you know theres no way in hell you can stop their fall despite really wanting to  theyd take you with them  probably snap your neck or rip your arms from their sockets 

he wasnt without empathy 
                      once he saved a newly finished woodfloor(he liked the floor more than the tenants) when a hideabed stood on end was bumped off its end  before it smashed the floor he snagged it one-armed and for his effort he snapped the bicep tendon in his left arm  he heard what he thought was a gunshot  What was that he exclaimed  What the four others asked blinking like dull birds

he wasnt without empathy


bewildered he watched the mother and childs syncopation choreography  they moved like iceskaters    push   push
push 

they went right into an aisle three up from where they appeared

he paused as they went out of sight to see if anyone else on the long meat aisle watched them

no one  apparently

apparently he was the only one interested in their unique mirrored cadence
they walked as if they stopped to smell the roses with every stride they tookwhich would be admirable if they were smelling roses not just making their way through the day

side   to   side   to   sideif you walked behind them youd have to time your passslip sideways to make it by them one at a time  he wasnt being obnoxious   they were oblivious 

to prove his assumption he beat ass up the meat aisle to the aisle they entered and he did have to time his passing of her and the cart  then her son 

there was no way he could pass both in a sudden rush 

they consumed the entire side of the aisle where their bodies swung

like mother like son

they walked as if they were at sea
hed done that too 
              sealegs were a different animal than landlegs
if you were at sea for anything more than a long day you walked the land side-to-side as if you were still on the water

it was a unique sensation

he loved it


maybe the boy and his mother were seafarers

they werent a halfhour inland from the nearest harbor
                                                    maybe


he gave them one more look
then grabbed up a cellophane bag of HOT ‘N SPICY Chicharrones and made for the cashiers




they still sway in his eyes

he hoped they were off to some distant exotic port letting the sea be their teachers 

landlocked the kid would be doomedabused by school children
kids were cruel devastating if you stood out for any reason

sleazy little bastards
  
               they rarely changed their stripe when they grow up


sometime August,  2017

The Shaggs  The Philosophy of the World  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hxPsXPCR5MU