28.7.18



hed been to Colorado Seattlewas in California where blowin a joint in public was no big deal  its legal

marijuanas legal  its overly-long-delayed legitimacy however grates him

he was for ithad been for it 

it was better than booze

if he had the choice hed opt for it


he just preferred it when it was illegal  loosely enforced


in Chicago the cops just confiscated it

sometimes they dumped it out on the dirt or gravel in front of you  and grounded it beneath the soles of their shoes then told you to beat it

sometimes they pocketed it  and it irked you to know they were going to get high on your dope

if they caught you with a big score  and arrested you  when you were arraigned you found that you were being charged with possessing half or less of what you had when you were arrested

whos gonna bitchinform the Court NO I had five kilosnot two

cops sold off the excess beyond what they wanted for themselves or their friends and family

hell when push came to shove he reached out to a couple of cops that were buddies of his cousin

it helped to be connected to be liked by particular cops

he had to side with the Blue they ran risks civvies didnt they had skin in the game




Mary the dentists daughterthen dentists gave you suckers or other sweets after they drilled your teeth  no Novocain  that cost a pretty penny  more than his old man was willing to shell out although to be fair he had seven siblings  pretty pennies added up and into that mix they all preferred to eat  what was a little pain to having food no brainer   

Mary he could never remember her last name

after smoking hashMary could afford hashshe was a dentists daughter they tried to roll a No. 2 Ticonderoga pencil with their minds

they gobbled psilocybintried to roll pencils they split pods of jimsonweed from trips she made to California and tried to roll pencils Man, the plants grow alongside the road. Free shit. Amazing. I love California. I’m gonna live there someday.

she didntshe died of an overdose just before he moved to Montana to become a dental floss tycoon she just couldnt dial back her enthusiasm or rather the way he saw it  she could afford her enthusiasm

Mary got fingered by several Jamaican prison guardspart of her patdown when she went to visit a friend of theirs Tommy  who pulled an armed robbery at a night clubhe fired a shot into the air to get everyones serious attention and the bullet ricocheted off something and killed someone really fucked upreally bad luck

she crawled into a low concrete bunker with a dirt floor at the back Tommy slept in one corner and in the corner diagonal from it near the rebarred steel door he relieved himself

Tommy told her as a matter of fact he wasnt getting out aliveno matter how his trial ended  his basic necessitiesif he wanted access to them he had to blow guards for them  Ain’t happenin. I’ll swearI’ll promise to get outget into the yard, but some poor dumb bastard is gonna have his cock bit clean off.

they wrote letters to Tommy when she returned

their letters were returned UNKNOWN

then they heard he was killed trying to escape

Mary scored some opium from someone in the city probably not a copshe ran with horse people who uniquelyto his mind went effortlessly around the world

they fired it up in a dark corner of the Snuggery a bar in Edison Park

the barmaid quickly made it over to their table You can’t do that in here. she told them theyd have to leave if they didnt stop or shed call the police

they ordered a pitcher of Half-and-Half gave her cash for two and told her when she returned theyd give her a couple of tokes

the gal ticked up the fan that turned over their headslaid a smouldering Camel in a tin ashtray at the center of the table served them and got high


he was really into Mary

shed give him head but she wouldnt fuck him

Why

Because you’re seeing my best friend Maureen.

We broke up months ago

No matter. She’s still my best friend and she’s not over you. You broke up with her.

I broke up with her because she wouldnt stop doing angel dust I cant care for someone who doesnt care for themselves Thats a losing proposition

She’s my best friend.

Then get in her head and make her stop

No. She’s welcome to do what she wants to do.

She is  But maybe you dont procure it for herhuh

None of your business, is it?

None of my business  


maybe that was friendship

he fucked his best friends girlfriend and two others girls at an all-girl party in a basement bedroom

somehow he was called in because they were bored when they was picked him up from his place he was pulled into a car with seven women who were dressed in pj’s yanking him in to sit in the back between them their breasts played under their tops like happy puppies    

she ratted on him because she felt bad afterwards

You didn’t think she’d tell me? his best friend asked

I cant see why she would She was the last to have mesloppy thirds

Are you trying to piss me off?

Piss you offYou ought to be pissed off  But not at me   I didnt go looking for her


You don’t think you owe me an apology?

Awright  Im sorry you found out




things are better when theyre illict


she told him she couldnt hold her tongue

she told him there wouldnt be a next time

he told her that must be a tremendous relief to his best friend


there was a next time

she showed up at his place

since she couldnt hold her tongue she said he said hed hold her tongue under his dick  and when she was thoroughly breathless he took her from behind she had a fantastic appleshaped ass  in the behind  because she also said shed never done that before


turned out she never breathed a word of their adventure to his best friend  or rather he never said anything to him if she did

a couple of years later while he was living in Montana his best friend wrote him that he proposed to her

she denied him

She told me no. She said I wasn’t adventurous enough.

he wrote him back Maybe you should have fucked her in the ass.

he wrote him back No. I wouldn’t do that. That’s disgusting.

he wrote him Sounds like she was right.




things are better when theyre illict


1636,  Thursday,  26  7. 18
1410,  Friday,  27  7. 18

27.7.18




there was a timetheres always a time but she found it difficult to get away from cherrypicking times of those times 

she was writing her autobiography 

she wasnt twentyfive 

and thinking of them reminded her blatantly  Of Opportunity

of her powersher tantalizing hypersexuality 

her innocence

and naiveté   


she wasnt naïve  

she had assets 

she merely applied them for the best returnthe BIGGEST BANG for her fuck 


she was always surprised they seemed hurt afterwardssomehow misunderstanding the sum of the equation  

asif she somehow she took advantage of them 

that they werent worthy of her affections  and intentions

Christ look in the mirrorReally  Its simple  I played ya I played ya exactly like you play others Doesnt feel gooddoes it


she knew their hurt feelings were temporary a ploy 

Its a gamea fuckin game You have to strike your worth early an never let anyone take you down from the esteem you hold yourself in

If you were some kind of Gumby hangin out with a sidekick named Pokeyya fuckin kiddin me? you deserve exactly whacha got Pokey

even if she wasnt blessed with the fortune formulation of her genetics purely accidental she wouldnt let anyone prescribe or define her abilities 

she wasnt going to settle for anything less than what she determined was her due

so what if a couple of old men died under herGood riddance isnt that what they paid for besides their hardons were better dead than aliveIm just sayin  

she didnt suffer being too honest 

to her nothing was better in the world than honesty  cleansing

somehow it never came cheap or natural

it had to be tortured into existence



Little girl?

HA! Little girlmy ass


1410,  Thursday,  26  7. 18

Trump: The Manchurian Candidate



Trump the other Manchurian Candidate though not as popular 
                                                                       a little bummed that he has to backtrackwithdraw his cuddle with Putin at the White House this year hell be long gone before he has that opportunity


he read enough about Vlads history  

Russia is as bad about history as Trumps loyalists their excuse might be State media
                                                                                       Russia recognises 1941 as the year they entered World War II  adamantly disregarding their alliance with Nazi Germany in 1939
when they carved up their share of Eastern Europe  

he read enough of Vlads history to recognise theres a very good chance he turned Trump based on the obvious knowledge of Trumps unparalleled pliable greed his selfishness bordering on sociopath and disdain for the Rule of Law 
no laws in Russiawhy would an authoritarian accept Law

Trump was and is low hanging fruit


the nightthat early afternoon in Russia when Trump was confirmed President of the United States Putin gave everyone with a dick in the Kremlin permission to masturbate Trumps Election (he couldnt hazard to guess how many women were allowed to stroke their clits)


let Trump prove -- beyond a shadow of doubt -- hes not a Manchurian Candidate



he was sorry to say he had no sense of innocent until proven guilty   Americas ways have been perverted 


1844,  Thursday,  26  7. 18
908 days remaining or less

26.7.18



he had a problem although he recognised his problem he taped a poster by a single tab of Scotchtape at its top to his livingroom wall to remind himself maybe notper se he needed reminding but to remind others around him 

the poster was of a burntblack Bill the Cat drawn by Berkeley Breathed sitting flat on his ass under the exclamation  I’ve gone to look for myself. If I should return before I get back, keep me here.


too bad he didnt have it when he was married 

it would have be so fuckin helpful

he could have pointed to it before he began arranged the room


shed say I’ve got something I need to talk to you about.

hed say You bet and he put down the book or magazine he was reading or set the red Bic down on the paper and clipboard he was writing on or turned the television set off if he was watching it or cross the livingroom to record player she began seething take the needle from the vinyl seat it and turn it off then grab a chair from the kitchen set and set it down immediately across from where she sat on the sofa hed sit down  then hed say Awright you have my undivided attention
          and shed go nutsrage at his elaborate staginghow fuckin ridiculous he was being

he didnt ask What did need mean
                                                    
and at the end of her bitter volcanic eruption shed burst into tears stumble off the couch leave the livingroom go up the hall and slam the bedroom door shut behind her

neighbours within earshot thought they heard a gunshot that someone inside the apartment was dead not like they lived in a bad neighbourhood while he rocked drolly back on the chairs two metal legsclasped his hands fingers intertwined behind his head  keeping it from falling off  muttering JaysusChrist JaysusChrist I staged nothingnot a damn thing

he told herreminded her for as long as he knew her that if she wantedneeded his undivided attention that he had to kill any distractions that might pull him away from what she might say Sometimes he told hersometimes youll say something and Ill find myself riffing on itsuddenly absent from the conversationabsent regarding what youre saying

Its not for lack of attention hed say I suddenly find something youve said so utterly interesting so more engrossing than the context you said it in . . . you only get one shot/do not miss a chance to blow/cuz Opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo . . . Baby its not likely youd appreciate me signaling for a timeout so I could scribble down what you saidhow it enticed me


maybe the crispy Bill the Cat poster would have helped



since his wife died he tried to steer clear of intimate relationships 

if intimacy reckoned he duly pointed to Bill and say Im reminding you right hereright now youve got no excuse or cause to be angry with me Im dead and done with drama You bring it into my house an Ill drag it out by its hair or whatever I can get my hands on first  I dont want any drama period Ive had enough for a lifetime  Im not apologising for what I want 

hed take his hand down from pointing and look them full in the face  Cuz mebbe youll dig what I have to offer



Bill aint up no more

his last intimacy has lasted better than seven years


1446,  Twosday,  24  7. 18
0034,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  7. 18

25.7.18



the coolblue powderedblue cube on El Camino was losing its icy demeanor  to sized and sawn pieces of reused plywoodvertical patchwork screwed into its stubborn sides

an icecube wounded and scabbing


the blue cube was melting despite built of wood and slathered with stucco that was applied as-smooth-as-a-babys-butt



above the front door now secreted behind plywood were wounds where an awning hung a high rectangle of brighter blue paint  a dismissive shadow

the face of the housethe front door was a foot back from the edge of a public sidewalk and a singlestep stoop just large enough for two kitchen chairs laid on top the sidewalk 

he recalled the small fight between the city and the old woman who lived there the local newspaper carried the story  the city violated her property line and she wasnt going to have it  and when the wind of jurisprudence blew away the feeble smoke clearing her the stoop remained 
                                                if the front door wasnt hidden behind a decrepit sheet of plywood and a posted UNSAFE City Ordinance notice one could read the clipped yellowed article of her victory inside a brittle plastic sheath thumbtacked to it

other metal awnings hung over other windows at the sides of the house and over another doorway that let out onto another stoop to an illkept scant gravel and stone driveway

he never went behind the house  the property was curtailed by a ramshackle stacked threefoot stone retaining wall

an easement paralleling the drive on the opposite side of the house led to its rear 

he neglected remarkably his curiosity out of respect for the privacy of who lived behind the old woman

the awnings at the sides of the house were collapsing which he thought oddthey were stout
                                                                                                 but it seemed since the house was clapped with rancid plywood the old lady removed?dead? that either the weight of the vacant birdnests or the small birds perching on them singing their gay songs had finally defeated them  or that they were sorrowful eyelids that no longer had any reason to remain open and gaze  the support scrolls on either side of the awningslike musical clef notes were squeezed into whole notes or mournful mouths


Ah dismayed he wondered if the old woman had lived alone
                                                                 the coolblue powderedblue cube for her made as much sense to him as a shoe made sense for the old woman who lived in a shoe – she had so many children she didnt know what to do – and they abandoned her as soon as they could
                                                    and her children never looked back
for they were certain their memories for the most part were fabulous fiction and really  really who would have fealty to fiction



woefully he missed the cubes vitality


1310,  Monday,  27  7. 18
1024,  Twosday,  24  7. 18


Trump: "And just remember, what you’re seeing and what you’re reading is not what’s happening . . .”


that probably goes for yesterdays altered White House transcript and video of reporters Q & A with Putin and Trump in Helinski last week

what you saw and heard never happened

however perhaps the VFW is old and senile and a perfect stage to launch a misinformation propaganda campaign against Americans for Novembers elections

0946,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  7. 18
910 days remaining or less
Trumps trade war is changing the international landscape  and now he wants to dole out $12B to American farmerspatriots  hes hammered

24.7.18



sometimes when liftingeyes closedmost of his workouts he did in the black behind closed eyes quietly  subsuming the grunts and growls that crowded himthat he heard around himthe slam and clamber of tooheavy weights dropped nahman it doesnt sound manly it sounds like youre out of controlunmanaged not in possession and liftingin his mind was in controlunder control  strength deep and possessed

his goal was endurance

hed been lifting since it was finally okay by his doctor more than twenty years ago


he did say  endurance



every once in awhile something without breaks inbreaks into the black and stretches out

it used to throw him off his gameoff his lift 

it used to frustrate him

the lift would go poorly

he missed his number

he let it defeat him

pisspoor


he had to learn to let it in  like water

water always find a way finds the path of less resistance

waters patience

if it doesnt evaporate
                             though evaporation is the epitome of patience

letting it inimagining cool clear fresh water yahmountain water  it bathed his countdidnt knock him of his cadence 

he learned not to miss a beat


thats how he learned to manage the clowns who auditioned their grunts and groans 

they didnt last long

maybe a year

certainly not two

hed know



occasionally now it was the music over the PA that sifted in that he let wash in and spread

it humoured him

because attendant with the music usually thought forgotten  came the when and where and with who

crazy  memory   video rolling in his eyes behind the faded number of his count 16  17 . . . faded numbers because the music obliterated the count he otherwise heard in his ears

Sunglasses at Night
                   she bid so she did her required hours in a frenetic two weeks to be home for the remainder of the month with their girls telephones calls late at night had to make do as the extent of their relationshiptheir marriage in her absence  hahis absence  

they had one car

he made a game of it with the girls going to the airport to get their mother  always different routesdifferent times sometimes he carried them down to the car in their pj’s as they struggled to remain asleep

like that nighttheir timing was perfect
                                     she was just coming out of the terminal through the automatic sliding doors as he pulled uptimed perfectly he stopped the car with a gentle sway parked applied the parking brake swung out his door keys in hand took her luggage from her opened her door let her sit closed her door unlocked the trunk laid the luggage down shut the trunk slipped back in through his opened door shut it 

On the road again he sangas he always sang when she was back as he turned to her and kissed her deeply deeply
a kiss between them for all the kisses they missed while they were apart

while he got the girls back in bed and settled she undressedleft her uniform in the hall that he snatched up and took downstairs for laundering in the morning  she freshened up a soft warm shower that he joined her in he toweled her off he took her by her hand into the bedroom took her by her wrists kissed her palms the insides of her wrists and elbows her armpits kissed and nibbled her pecs to her breasts up her throat to her mouth he worked his way around her his chest hard to her back put her hands on the dresser and everything that stood upright on the dresser they knocked on its facesome of it falling onto the carpeted floor 

perfectly timedthey came together   

1310,  Sunday,  15  7. 18
1037,  Monday,  23  7. 18
Sunglasses at Night  Corey Hart  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2LTL8KgKv8

On the Road Again  Willie Nelson  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBN86y30Ufc

US Duck Test


if it whines like Trump and squats touching their tie to the floor like Trump and cozies with big strong men like Trump then its probably Trump
  
texted to self at 2217,  Monday,  23  7. 18
911 days remaining or less

23.7.18



he thoughtan he said as much  Fiction informs reality 

one only has to look at the fictional man elevated to the American presidency  he points his finger at the lout daring someoneanyone to refute him 

what he had in mind however when he remarked that fiction informs reality were the fictionsclassical fictions that are superlative and supersedeby leaps and bounds turning in the heavens like brilliant satellites dazzling to the naked eye not droll calamitous fictions like vagrants or dogs shitting turds in the loose dirt beside a road or dribbling them step-by-step on concrete sidewalksWha? To be admired?
fecal soothsayers


aswell
       reality informs fiction
a fuckin teeter totter
playful

deviant

informative

disinformative

provocative

harebrained


reality leaves it to a readers intelligence intellect to ascertain its founding premise  to be realised   realeyes

while  as a onceover egg  fiction makes no bones of strappin in tight an takin a ride to see if youll go in through shardsthe busted paneglass windows to help yourself to the begging spoils while outside the rioting turmoil spins itself on the red streets seeking to alleviate youprovide you cover to do what Everyone else was doinwha Everyone is takin advantage of  The Opportunity Youd be an fuckin idiot to let Opportunity pass you by

for robbery like murder adores accomplices adores spreading the wealth an the blame

fiction anoints blamelessness


reality harvests blame



can you smell the fire the burnt staked meat


2035,  Sunday,  15  7. 18
1658,  Sunday,  22  7. 18

22.7.18



watching Goodbye Christopher Robin he cringedhe stopped the film backtracked it and he didnt play it again until he had his old weathered clipboard on his lap hes had it longer than he had his wife she thought he was nuts for taking it out of the trash at a secure military facility he wasnt going to allow the poignant quote to escape him then with the clipboard on his lap and a pen in hand he ran the film again stopping it as portions of the quote unfurled he never took shorthand until he had it in its entirety

he texted it to his girlfriendhis daughters his two closest friends but because he sent it at three in the morning he didnt expect responses then  he anticipated their thoughts later that morning

however unanimously they had nothing to say


someone else might have been galled to hear nothing back 

but he was inured to being ignored

that they got the quote was all that was important to him

he didntwhere once upon a time he did take offence at their silence

busy busybusy   busybees

he recognised it as an ailment of the timetheir time time prioritised to death spontaneity apparently left to those who had nothing better to dodid he really have nothing better to do? no he was grounded to spontaneity the unexpected  and he was also healthy one has to be healthy to be at the roiling edge of the here and nowthe hear and now he was the antiwar marcher peace marcher politics freak unwilling to stand down interrupting people at the very moment he disagreed with them sharply he apologised for his apparent rudeness yet explained he wasnt waiting a single moment for the poison of their wordsthe violence in the words to hang in the air unchallenged unrefuted When youre snakebit you dont wait for the snake to crawl off before you seek remedy that never went over well but he didnt mean it to go over well he met bombastic with bombastic and facts  he relished the Old Testaments eye for an eye tooth for a tooth it was old hat to himhed been removed more times than he bothered to count from rahrah gatherings for challenging the talking heads which was okay the air was foetid by the exhale of the braying asses


A person should do the things a person loves with the people the person loves because you never know what happens next

2056,  Sunday,  15  7. 18
1119,  Sunday,  22  7. 18


it really threw him for a loop

lavishly mystified him

how could a man known for having a meagre attentionspan perhaps that of a dancing mite how could he participate inlet alone endure a two hour conversation (unless ofcourse he talked about himself – which he wouldnt have)

in all likelihood since he was unpreparedwithout a strategy that he could forcefully delineate in all likelihood he sat on his handshis flaccid coloured tie hanging between his thighs and listened a significant portion of the time to what Putin wanted apparentlyaccording to the Russian press – the State – he was in agreement
in agreement with policies he wouldnt remember
                                                 nodding in dumb acquiescence which his interpreter wasnt necessary to interpret

1553,  Thursday,  19  7. 18
1204,  Sunday,  22  7. 18
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