7.3.18





It took their wives to die for them to get together again.

That’s a horrible thing to say.

Sometimes the truth is horrible.






they were trying to keep up in one anothers life

one had remarried

the other was maintaining a long distance relationship that no one could get their heads aroundnot that it was theirs to understand approve or remark on

when theyd get tantalisingly close he told them they were on thin ice he didnt question their relationships he assumed knowing them as he did that they werent abject idiotsmiserable in their relationships No one has to be unhappy Im not


for their trying often at weeks removed they did finally assemble at local breweries and enjoy what oneFourth Quarter called a putsch

What the fuck is thatputsch  sounds like something I wouldnt want to step inhave to scrap off my shoes with a stick

A putsch

Saying it again isnt saying what it is  Ill be deliberate What is a putsch

It is a violent attempt to overthrow a government  The Beer Hall Putschappropriate huh was the failed coup attempt by Hitler why he went to jail . .
. . Where he wrote Mein Kampf

Exactly

Putsch  Didnt know that  But then we usually tell each other something we didnt know prior to getting together

Its nice  And considering our current state of affairsthe prick in officethe other pricks hes putting in charge of departments theyve publicly intimated they want to see destroyed  having a putschI thought was perfect to call our time together We always share a beer

Yes always have a beer  Oils the jaws an tongue an foments the mind

Exactly


You use exactly a lotdont apologise  I prefer exactly to riiight  I have no idea when that entered our American vernacular  Makes everyone who uses it sound like a dizzy blondenot to stereotype

Quick with not to stereotype

Yabetcha  I know everyone is themselves an therell never be another like them  but you do have to have a filing systema thresher to separate the chaff from the kernels

A thresher  I dont know if many people know what a thresher is today

Awh  grew up not far from McCormicks Cantigny  theres a fantastic agriculture machinery museum  I loved looking at their Paleolithic steel skeletons an bones  An in that bent I talked with a teenager yesterday who didnt know who Jimi Hendrix was or even if he knew Jiimis musicfuckin unAmerican  I told his old man he wasnt holding up his end as the boys father

How did you get to Jimi

Creedence Clearwater Born on the Bayou it was playing above us an I mentioned to them it was nice to hear Creedence playing  Father nodded  Kid went blank  I said You know CCR Creedence double e Creedence  Creedence Clearwater Revival  the band whose song is playing over our heads
Man fuckin unAmerican

You didnt say that

I didnt say that

You wanted to say that

I wanted to say that

Usually you would

Usually  but not while Im working


Yeah There is that

Yeah I was temptedI dont like my history not recognised Worse  not known  This aint ancient shit I knew the music preceding me  Whats life without music  Ignorance

Fourth Quarter nodded

You were a teacher  What are they teaching kids nowmy girls are both almost twenty years out of high schoolyou retired three years ago

Four years

Aint twenty your fingers closer to the pulse

I taughtwhich you know was an extension high school  Troubled kids

Pregnant girls arent troubled  They just trouble the community


Yes  There is that too


Howbout faith  What do you have faith in

Faith  Why do you want to go there 

Well politics sex religion  Whats the point of a putsch if we cant touch all the hot spots there are to touch that are typically dissuaded declined for polite company  we aint polite

No  A putsch isnt polite

BINGO


Faith

Yes faith

I have faith in myself my sons  I like to believe I have faith in my familysisters an brother  though Id be dishonest if I didnt say I temper that faithdont put too much on itinvest too much in them

he hmmd in agreement

And you  What do you have faith in



I have faith theres no god



Monday evening,  5  3. 18
1357,  Twosday,  6  3. 18







6.3.18


ferChristssake
              whats with bellybutton lint

ya go for days an days an aint nothing there yer innie or yer outie did outies have enough pucker to attract lint innies definitely  he could speak of what he had
he could speak with authority

getting ready to shower for workbrushing his teeth first his free hand went to his bellybutton index fingerWHA  hes not alone  the lint is darkwhat did he wear that was dark  past couple of days he wore white tshirts against his body 

he did wear a brown sweater last night  wore layers against the chillmoist air under a green polyester jacket  but how the fuck would fibers gravitate off his sweater under his tshirt wend their snaky way down the hair on his chest and belly to the motherlode  an nestle  

he wished they were affixed with GPS so they could be imagedtracked then spedup the recording it would have to be fascinating
            he checked just nowBAM
wearing a bluegray polyester jacket over a white tshirt  bluegray lint  that was only since 8:13 this morning its 12:32  fourhour migration  a sizable babble  it had to be something with the hair on his chest an bellyhe wasnt hirsute he didnt have hair growing up his throatsteely at his collar or hair growing on his back an shoulders or where a barber had to decide where a haircut ended
he wasnt hirsute


the reason why he was going on an on about it this morningafternoon was remembering getting ready for work last night brushing his teeth fingering his navelBAM lint  he shoved the toothbrushheld it in his teethstepped sideways to drop the lint into the small bathtrash at the corner of the wall an basin cabinet  it dropped heavy no terminal velocity a few inches over the trash it stopped in midairWHOA  he didnt need shit like this in his lifeantigravity lint   his mind was jerry-rigged for flights of fantasy  inanimate objects had voices and character  the lint was YeahBaby Mike Myers alterego Austin Powers YeahBaby Dig me  Im floating in Outer Space in your bathroom   how did that sliver of alternate realitythat physics dimension Time and Space descend or penetrate the houseits walls at this fucking moment

ofcourse theres a reasonable explanation

a spider threw up an unseen webunseen from his angle but he was diggin the gravitydefying lintdiggin its fantastic machinations he dug it so much he was late to work an he was he couldnt say that now but he was never late to work


Yeah he was kid enough but he wished he had a kid around just so he could show emblow their mind an neverNEVER tell em the truth

bellybutton lint is an extraterrestrial



he was so impressed last night that he left the lint hanging in midair he had no idea when it would fallhe didnt mind it tarrying



from last night,  Sunday,  4  3. 18
1259,  Monday,  5  3. 18

5.3.18




hubris
         Corporate America Style
                                     within is an echo of Love America Style  an for that he hoped whoever was connected with it would indulge an forgive him his vulgar intransigeant  mirroring the two

he could only speak of American hubris which galled him  although he was very sure that no matter what language Corporate spoke their hubris an manner would be alike  fucking an American woman wasnt unlike fucking a Greek Irish Italian or Scandinavian woman

Corporations were stringently alike  they attracted the same cut of person no matter what language they spoke



for most of his adult life he eluded playing in their sandbox  his memory informing him wrinkling its nose screwingup its face  reminding him how feral cats loved to piss an shit in neighbourhood sandboxes 

then with the best clothespin he could find pinching his nose shut he took a job with a small one  big or small  didnt matter  same kind of big brains feeding off of one another

originally he likened corporateits upper echelon to a circle jerk
                                                                however when his youngest called an laughingly told him she saw a flick the night before The Human Centipede ohsoripe for retread he immediately dropped circle jerk an adopted centipede gooblegooblegooble didnt have to worry about chewing its food or choking on it

even then  twenty years ago  corporate didnt think or believe they had to watch their Ps and Qs

his small corporation got bought out

management was surprised didnt see it coming
                                                 myopic centipede
 

now Corporates really developed a culture its gatekeepers online ask questions relating to it rather than ones abilities 

centipedes


years later he finally snuck in through a back door an was offered a parttime gig 

he acceptedhe felt they could survive one another parttime



he went into work last Thursday an read a post that there was to be an all-employee sales meeting Sunday morning Seven AM March 11

he didnt have access to a manager then or since 

he wasnt aware if the decision was local management or down from centipede

if it was local he thought the infection had run deeper than he knew

it was obvious Two AM March 11 was Daylight Savings Time  Spring forward  Two AM becomes Three AM  an a Seven o’clock meeting for all intents and purposes though centipede might prefer for all intensive purposes is a Six o’clock meeting

then the cherry atop the sundae was that he had to take 2:46 minutes to watch a sales video where GM Kyle enunciated corporates new scheme of Have Three  suggesting to a customer one you really love  but having two backups two options  

GM Kyle grinned over the one he loved of Have Three  he grinned for awhile  though never offered a second or third choice 


it was a video!

either GM Kyle and the videomaker thought it was so goodgetting it done in one take an they made no mistakes which makes sense  or  cleverly   GM Kyle leering over his first choice  was insisting his first choice was also his second and third choices



ah Corporate centipede   if you listen real hard you can almost hear its nails skitter on the walls an pause as it rubberybends itself over to hide its head up its butt completing the circle               

its what one hubris looks like



0044 and 1144,  Monday,  5  3. 18

4.3.18





she watched him as he slept
                             he didnt allow anything to interrupt his sleepnot family deathsnot arguments between themhe shutdown their argument told her I dont argue late at nightnot gonna to do it  you can scream at me tomorrow but Im not fuckin with my restoration  Cocksucker  Restoration he told her his dreaming was some kind of marvelous uninhibited uncensored television stationits broadcast impatiently waiting on his sleep  he dreamt in colour blackanwhite cartoon characters text he read while he dreamed  he dreamt about the fantastic the mundane murder slaughter sexviolent sex  when he woke he disgorged them in her lap Thats horrible shed say touching him to console him Such a terrible nightmare hed place his hand over hers Nah baby Its just a dream  he seemed fearless to her  maybe thats why he accepted them simply as dreams


she watched him as he slept
                             they hadnt slept together in a long time

he took ill suddenlyand as suddenly he told her it was best for him if he managed it alone
without her

I gotta be selfish All youd be able to do is witness it an Im not up to that

that hurthe hurt her he was brutally honest
                   but then her mother took a bad turn and needed her

she moved in with her mother to help her mother always needed help

threefour months later she took a new job a halfhours commute south of her mothers who lived a halfhour south of their rental

it took him nearly nine months to get ahead of his unidentified illness Christ I could have had a baby for my trouble  always his curious odd take on things



they hadnt slept together in a long time
                                        she woke in bed first she never cared for that
found him on his backhis hands crossed peacefully on his chest a gruesome funereal pose 

she didnt like seeing him laying there like that like a corpse cradled in a coffin
Aw baby stop Youll never see that I aint dying in bed  An Ill be cremated

cold comfort  still  she didnt care for waking an finding him laying there like that 

no matter how many times he told her his words were never solace

sternly hed rebuke her Listen to me Im a man of my word

You are he was

Then you need to take me at my word an quit the bullshit

You dont have control over that
Quit The Bullshit   




she woke in bed first
                     she saw that he didnt sleep with his head on a pillow as before
he put pillows to either side of his head like blocks  he told her since whatever the shit was that incapacitated him he found he felt better laying flatout

he also didnt snore nowwhich in the past had disturbed her light sleep  had irritated her


somehow  he was different


Im different Curious

Curious How

That your assumption is that Im different
You are


So its not possiblenot at all that youre different  Did you consider that   Or is it always someone elses fault



1209,  Sunday,  4  3. 18

3.3.18



he didnt care for her officeits décor  its lightness  she was proud telling him she had a budget to make it up for herself  problem with that boast was that she was entirely on displaydown to her fucking knickknacks  we all do  where we livewhat we readour knickknacksour highbrowour tacky  women dislikesome recoil from tacky  apparently it was made for children and men

any superficial interests that may have reared in his heads waned  then dissipated

he didnt think he had a particularly high bar or threshold

he said as much

his daughters said otherwise  Seemingly a single facet can throw you off the scent Dad


For example

Alright  Vegetarian  You wouldnt see a woman if she was a vegetarian
A veggieNo I wouldnt

There you go  Your example  Checkmarked  Xed out  their hands acting it out   Buhbye  


No I have to disagree  Thats overall health   If someone cant open their mouthslook in a mirror an see their teeththeir canines incisors the mouth of an omnivore   well  if someone can delude themselves that they arent what they are then theres no telling what else they might think or do 

Besides  a woman who doesnt eat meat  why would they put a cock in their mouth
Oh for cryinoutloud Dad
Dont oh for cryinoutloud me Youre adults  Tell me youve put away childish things  Daddy  Yes Im your father an your mother an I raised you to be a competent intelligent reasoned adult therefore I treat you as adults  I dont pull punchesparticularly pull punches with people who I deem are my equals an better  An youre both better than either meno big hurtle or your mother a big hurtle  But thats the synthesis we wanted  practical  devoid of as much prejudice as we could muster because we came out of a lot it ourselves  We werent going to propagate it



You gonna come up for air


Ah  you know mesometimes I get on a tear an cant shaddup  Youve heard it all before

they nodded  Yes  Thats exactly what our Daddy told us
Stop
     theyd laugh joyfully



yeah  he tried to look past her polish dress an makeup hoping she might be natural under itplaying to some enforced dressup
           he was wrong

she sipped the KoolAid


he saw her mouth was movinghe missed what she said he was too busy listening to his girlstheir accusation  Im sorry  I was distracted  What was it you said

she repeated herself

I think youve broken the rules

Rules

Yes That when you first meet leave politics religion an sex for some other time

I thought this was some other time

This  Midday  Sunlight  This

We know each other . .
. . Superficially  Met through casual acquaintances

Friends


Perhaps friends of yours  Theyre only casually acquainted with me  Hello  How are you  Nice weather todayhuh

Theyre  usually   ah . .
. . Selective  Canaries in a coal mine 


Thats a little severe

Theyre a little severe  Hence only acquaintances


You dont approve of my politics

No

Why

I dont think hes allowed to try an coopt spirituals


I dont follow

he cleared his throat  then softly began singing  He thinks hes got the whole world  in his hands  He thinks hes got the whole world  in his hands  the itty bitty baby  in his hands  you an me brother  in his hands  you an me sister
in his hands  he thinks hes got the whole wide world in his hands

You began saying  but caught yourself   then obliquely you went on to say he has things in the palm of his hands   but I think you wanted to say  has things by the short hairs or by the balls  yaknow more vigorous more visual  which naturally I think one would be incited to say  invigorated saying

Instead  in your strongholdyour place you censored yourselfwhy would you do that  youre certainly sure of yourself  which is usually an attractive quality in a person  So why


There was something in your eyes as if you glinted an opening  I suppose I wanted to try and defuse it

No  You dont know me enough to know that that fuse is particularly short or Im hairtriggered regarding it



it wasnt an eerie silence 

there wasnt anything to talk about


turning towards the office door to leave he said  You have nice digs then began humming the spiritual


1434,  Saturday,  3  3. 18

2.3.18


cunts a comediana wannabe magician
                                        gotta be  the way he keeps pulling things out of his ass youd think it was a bottomless pit Look! Nothing up my sleeves!  Presto!  Presto! would be so easy  maybe he thought it was
however it bordered on Abracadabra! sighMiddle Eastern  he cant invoke that  thats a nono with whitey


anyway  prior to his fantastically uninformed tariff boner he announced his 2020 (thats good vision  Id rate his myopticks 20/200  mewling blindness  somebody give the man a canewoudjah?)
                                                                                      he announced his 2020 campaign 

ohgoodness by 2020 his administration presidency will be a flaccid flyspecked miserya gray corpse begging to be kicked in a hole an buried

I dont think zombies are allowed to run for President to pursue Life Liberty or Happiness   

those are our unalienable rights


1527,  Friday,  2  3. 18  

1.3.18


it was raininghe couldnt get his ass out of bed  if he had a woman beside him he wouldnt
rain spattered on the windowthumped on the roofrapped at the walls  he heard Hendrix muse Hey man took a look out in world an see whas happenin  a stoned voice answered him Hey man  its raining   inhaling holdin it Yeaah I see whachamean brother


rain took him places
                     or maybe because the rain was from other places then shoved out of the sky  that it took him places

he changed positionscame off his back  he laid above an empty steel box frame that tittered on the woodslatted floor through a hazy wall that kept him hunkered down at its foot so his weight didnt flop him over its edge outside falling to the ground from a second storey thadhurt  aroused he changed positions  a crimsom room golddetailed wallpanels  two fetching women in silk nightgowns he was nakedthey twisted an curled like snakes in his arms thadfeltgood  he changed positions again  a big mountain cat padded into the bedroomleapt onto the bed an laid at the back of his kneeswarmed his blood  a visual a chromed handgun in a mans handsleeved arm cuff held pointing down  beyond it he watched him walk in halls an rooms he recognisedhis childhood homehis grandmothers junior high polished linoleum hallway  hunting him  then him in various snapshotsfrozen listening to hardheeled footsteps muted footsteps  he had no idea who had the advantage over the other  his hands were empty  he moved to find something for a weaponthe footsteps followed

bitch about California rain was it rarely fell in the company of thunder an lightning

he could have used either now to wake him
                                             he left the halls the rooms an buildings he was followed in  he crossed wet grass an made a tall sheltering forest across a highway road where the rain dripped incoherently from blackenedbranches an deepgreen leaves  there he understood he had the advantage  there he found a batsized crooked branch a lethal equality
                                  then a hand was at his throat he was in a perfumed bed  it ran downstroked his chest belly it sought his cock he was in the warmgrasp of a young cinnamon womanbated breath at his shoulder  he rolled left to touch her  like running his hand through warmed bathwater oil an scent


it was raining
                rainy day dream away


1111,  Thursday,  1 3. 18


Rainy Day, Dream Away  Hendrix  https://vimeo.com/170063784
Rainy Day, Dream Away conversation missing  disregard the Japanese horror  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0E6fLJixUs

28.2.18


he emptied the last bit of a bottle of Irish whiskey into a frosted Hazel Atlas shotglass in the manner an deliberation he managed his carbon footprint
                               so small it could be argued he didnt exist                                                                                  
the bottle assend up  the last of its contents coerced dri b  b  l   i   n   g     o    u    t
dripping
        one two three four fivedrip one two three four five drip one two three four five  drip one two three four five six sevendrip one two three four five six seven drip one two three four five six seven  drip one two three four five six seven eight ninedrip one two three four five six seven eight nine drip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten elevendrip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteendrip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeendrip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen nineteendrip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen nineteen twenty twentyonedrip  then he counted the upturned bottle beyond twentytwo thirtybonedry  it hadnt another drip remaining  bonedry  contents expended   

it just takes a little bit of patiencea little bit of time 

his girlfriend accused him of damnnear Zen patience

Zen HOW! 
No  he didnt buy into thathe didnt
                                    he was simple like Maxwell House  Good to the Last Drop

he was adamant  any last dropany last breath was a worthwhile wait 





You should go  He has no idea youre even here


his buddy Bobbys mother said that to him


he seethed
               an then some queer calm rose in himwashed over him like a tidesomething deep an viscous inside him  its quiet reasoned that she was deranged by her sons imminent death

she had never been good to Bobby 

Bobby was crippled up in the womb at birth by polio

presented he was wiped clean then given godparents a man and a woman from the waitingroom an his Last Rites

when he survived his parents must have determined they couldnt treat him well  maybe they assumed theyd die before him an left on his own he needed to be selfreliant  they gave Bobby subsistence


him dying before them tore a huge hole in their strategy



If onlyhuh


she was eating a huge plate of regret with all the trimmings  vomiting   then back again to the table for another huge plate  an vomiting  an again ad nauseam

No  Im staying  When he last had his eyes open he saw me  Anif his eyes open again hell see me exactly right where Id been   He knows Im here   I aint goin nowhere



he was there to Bobbys last breath though they were so shallow he couldnt hear them an until his last heartbeat when a machine SCREAMED his heart stopped
                                        he could hardly believe he had to tell the nurse to kill its fucking SCREAM
maybe death row nurses were callous




Yah baby he said to his girlfriend I believe most things are worth waiting onare worth my patience


0106 an 1300,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  28  2. 18
In the Fishtank  Sparklehorse & Fennesz  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MkdbU7rvXr8

27.2.18




Supercunt


what would that outfit look like
                                an what would cunt look like stuffed in its colourful sausage casing an flowing cape

would he give Black Panther a run for his money


he read the quote numerous times “I really believe I’d run in there even if I didn’t have a weapon.” however he always preferred context when pull-quotes were used  what he saw on television was cunt enunciating “You don’t know until you test it(mind you cunt had five opportunities to test himself  Vietnam   Ahforgot  bone spurs), but I think, I really believe I’d run in there, even if I didn’t have a weapon, and I think most of the people in this room would have done that too . .”  

lest we forget he was addressing thirtynine Governors who he coopted to share his victimisation-play at not being Super enough to warp time an be outside of Marjory Stoneman Douglas(. . the Everglades is a river not a swamp . . ) High School when the shooting began 

the assembled governors were too polite  they should have immediately said something or quietly rose an left the room

thereby skewing the Supercunts opticks
                                             hes a National disgrace


1106,  Twosday,  27  2. 18
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