24.7.20



Manohmanh he was a scribbling like a mad man trying to keep up with his fleetfooted thoughts vagabonds vagrants that fled because they didnt want to be caught and held forced into a line-up stepforward turnright turnright turnright faceforward stepback illuminated sized-up identified  suspect 
                                                                  then shuffled off and appearing in other criminal line-ups sashay with other vagrants in tight quarters denied modesty – why did they deserve creature comforts – they were suspicious probably wrongdoers errant possibly incorrigible
                                                                they refused to toe-the-line


ofcourse they did 
                   they were his his thoughts his mealymouth thanks-for-nothing neerdowells however  he liked that they came and went on their own accord

he wasnt a dog ownerhe wouldnt have one

he wasnt a master

he didnt seek dominance over an animal
Its a pet for cryinoutloud
                          pet – denoting a thing that one devotes special attention to or feels particularly strongly about 
pet – verb – to stroke

pet or stroke affectionately
                               but maybe – just maybe – some folks need to dominateneed to make some thing less than themselves  some thing to beat

some thing they deem worthless

some thing on par with garbage

garbage – worthless meaningless        
                                     once having served its purpose he supposed is some thing now attributed meaninglessness not even grateful for without gratitude 
                                                             and from that equation those who bestow garbage to some thing are ungrateful and perhaps were not worthy of receiving what they disposed of  dispossessed  threw away

possibly 
           garbage begets garbage
then obviously
                 ungrateful begets ungrateful

animation or animate is not greater than inanimate or inanimation It only thinks it is



by the bye
             he scribbled like a madman to also favour the modest paper he wrote on that was unclad naked  and embarrassed
                he laid the cloth of INK on it and it was grateful

1047,  Sunday,  02  02. 2020
1252,  Thursday,  23  7. 20

23.7.20


Aww comon he growled Nin Ive been readin ya for years

his hands tingled 

he wanted to slap her silly

Nin Nin This aspect wha a fuckin ninny

she wrote in Incest
                     I tremble because I wonder when my mind will fail, prove inadequate. Yet, like Louise, I have the feeling that I can be made to understand everything – that at (Dr. Otto) Rank’s age I may be able to write a book (Art and Artist) like Rank’s – but I am a woman, I know, and woman’s mind is imperfect – or – I could say that it is insufficient. I should not be so ambitious and want Rank, Henry (Miller), and (Rene) Allendy to do the big tasks. I will do my woman’s task and will learn enough, understand enough, so that Henry can talk to me.

JesusChrist why would you write that the book Incest was a small portion of her unexpurgated diaries for the years 1932 through 1934 Why would you think an write such utterly absurd nonsense

he had read twothree of her books before he delved into her letters and diaries and he found her admission ludicrous – that a woman would excuse herself because she was imperfectHOGWASH – and thereby suggest all women are

Stub your toe on this Anais
                             Men Women Were imperfect Imperfect Deficient Because you were born female shouldnt have stigmatised you asif you were at fault a criminal a sin



the women he had in his life had backbones otherwise he wouldnt pay women heed ounce for ounce pound for pound women are more intelligent more creative more capable than men

the only thing men had on women was their deranged history a queer artifice manoeuvre of superiority based on the fact that they were male and could physically beat females into submission and many world religions manifestly ascribed men superior
                      men should lord over women
                                                       Lordie Lawdy Lordy what a bent malevolent premise



Men sperm banks are filled to overflowing
                                           women need men like they need a hole in the head

and more men than he could shake a stick at desperately needed and wanted a womans hole


Shame on you Anais In that momenthe hoped it was passing you underevaluated yourself suborned yourself to mens assured guile and unsubstantiated preponderance

Shame shame shame



he would have given his eye teeth to have met her for the woman she was rather than the woman she might have thought she was

1026,  Sunday,  02  02. 2020
1137,  Thursday,  23  7. 20


               cellar door
                          reared up yet againflashed in his eyes inside his head came up on him when he woke to turn onto his hiphis sidedrawing up his knees to sleep some more

Phonaesthetics whispered Aren’t you grateful I brought Euphony? I could have brought brother Cacophony instead.

Yes graful he mumbled yes Graful  Thankya  

one of his big toms hopped up onto the foot of the bed interrupting them 

he wasnt keen of Phonaesthetics early in the morning  

he mumblednearly asleep a hypnagogic riff Indie if you please lay behind my bent knees

the please and knees harhared and climbed up on cellar doors back as his mind unspooled trying to tiptoesneak out of consciousness


indie laid behind his knees as he wished
                                           likely it was indie he was older more practised  before the other cats arrived he would go to bed with him and sleep with his head on his chest tucked in his armpit and early morning when he rolled onto his side indie sought the crook of his knees


before exiting
              one last museone more mutter Cellophane floor YAHcellophane floor  Rhymes donit Onpar wit cellar door

he sighed deeply Auditory beauty and escaped
    
0720,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  7. 20

$146K -- killed


hes talented the president can place two slurs within a conjunction of each other

hes had to withdraw his Conventions keynote speech in Jacksonville Florida because of coronavirus – some people think he ought to go

“They said (they are his team – unidentified enablers) ‘Sir, (he thought for sure Drumpf misspoke SIRE!), we can make this work very easily.’ . . . I said there’s nothing more important our country than keeping our people safe, whether it’s from the China Virus or the radical left mob.”
                                         the reality is novel coronavirus (which is really inconvenient—he must assume his “our people” arent dying – Why can’t it just disappear already.) and protesters who have the freedom of speech and the right to assemble

Dummy
1633,  Thursday,  23  7. 20


the presidents new ploy
                          while speaking at new coronavirus briefings without physicians (80,000 Americans have died in-between) he steadfastly digs in on his teleprompters and briefly showed the mask he wears as he encourages everyone to wear one  quickly he tucks it back in his pocket 

as he watched that goofy performance it occurred to him it really wasnt too different or dissimilar than the president flashing someone the condom he carries in his wallet but will never use

1810,  Thursday,  23  7. 20

22.7.20



Whacha got?
             he was always at him doublechecking questioning Whadaya got? Ya got five minutes. Gimme something inside five minutes.



Did I ever tell ya about the doctor who left her practise because of me

Wha?

Yah she left her practise Id known her four yearsif knowing is the right term She performed my physicals  She was an internist I didnt see her otherwise but once Id like to have seen her otherwise but she was married 

And?

The third years physical labs returned with a high Bilirubin count It frightened her I did the furthur testing she insisted saw a specialist  The urologist determined that I was a patient who came down outside the normal scale of things Nothing to worry about 

But she was worried?

Yes she was So I made another appointment to see her She was over the moon I was okay I told her Id see her next year for my physical She hugged me hard with emotion I hugged her back I thanked her againsincerely for her care




And?


And

And?

What


Whahappened?

Ya wanted inside fiveya got it

1406,  Twosday,  22  7. 20



it peeved him every time

but there was nothing to do about it

they were only coffee cups and mugshis wife bought them for himhis daughters bought them for him Wha does Dadu need? for his birthday Easter a gift Christmas A new coffee mug. or they went to a consignment shop or an antique mall purchased him something dated like him

his eldest daughter got a little better at it as an adult she really tried I had too, Dadu, I just couldn’t pass it up; I knew you’d appreciate it despite it being wrong for you.

he didnt think either his wife or his youngest gave it any thought beyond the thought of gifting him

he said Thank you one doesnt look a gift horse in the mouth


they were righthanded 


better than ninety percent of the world is righthanded
                                                      the tyranny of the majority

he could bellyache   

but it would be for naught

Com’on man, it’s only a coffee cup.
                                     a coffee cup or mug whose decoration faces away from him while he enjoys it
because hes drinking with his left hand


hes ambidextrous

he could he could drink with his right
                                         or maybe a potterymaker or manufacturer could make a cup or mug for a lefthanded person


Comon man Its only a fucking coffee cup

                                                 peeeeved

1042,  Monday,  20  7. 20
1308,  Twosday,  21  7. 20

21.7.20


“acting” without any prior experience #5 Drumpf DHS secretary Chad Wolf needs to go back to terrorising fictional Lil’ Red Riding Hoods
1041,  Twosday,  21  7. 20
Sam the Sham & the Pharoahs  Lil’ Red Riding Hood  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNEYfIUDkh8



there were bubbles in the tops of the apricot which stunned and pleased him more than he could say
                                                                                                          he was sitting on the toilet his afternoon constitutional gazing out the window the sun glinted off themoff their gentle trembling they couldnt help but catch his eye 

they clung to the foliage and bare sticks that he would prune in the Fall when the apricot went dormant
                                                                                                             they were clinging because a soft breeze moved the tree crowns behind them occasional leaves fluttered free  and if they werent clinging they would have lifted floated away or exploded
                                                            Oh!s usually accompanied their bursting their spherical crystalline reality breathtaking anticipation then the sodden realisation that the marvelous suddenly gracing us is transitory 
as we are
            but were not as beautiful or exquisite were not perfect vessels and we do not suddenly POPsuddenly disappear with only memory as our refuse



he sat very still and watched


he adored




then a single bubble 
                      the breeze had laid down
trembled more obviously than the others 
                                           it quit its clinging and lifted into the blue air its iridescence pronounced and like a flock of birds the other bubbles followed lifting too
                                                            they floated straight up  up    up
and at an altitude above the stickery ends of tree branches the single lead bubblenot ten feet above quiet silvered mass veered sideways  other bubbles followed its lead or diverged
                                                            and what transpired was a rapid acceleration and swirlingan iridescent murmuration that twisted mounted twisted back on itself like taffy a thousands-part quivering amoebic dance


then with what sounded like a pebble splashing in a pond
                                                                        gone




he rubbed his eyeshe wondered if he should trust them 
                                                           but he put that aside for they had benefitted himtreated him to savory untold glancesbreathtaking peeks and bore simple  witness

looking again everything was as it was deepgreen apricot foliage the azure sky broken low by reefs of trees and leafy tentacles
        though it seemed a shimmering remained wafting like underwater seagrass or weed
                                                                                                     a ghostly sundog
he wondered if the bubbles would resent being called a sundog                                                                                             

a quiet effervescent shimmering



he had trouble getting up off the pot

his legs had partially fallen asleep
                                  napped

1029,  Monday,  20  7. 20
1030,  Twosday,  21  7. 20

$144K -- killed


the president today We will shield the vulnerable
               The coronavirus will disappear

if this administration thinks that they have both oars in the waterthat theyre negotiating these deadly days – they aint – theyre rudderless going downstream
                                        could be a hellacious waterfall in the river
2212,  Twosday,  21  7. 20



Jello NO asshole  its spelled Jell-O     he didnt remember that he couldnt remember if he had a favourite Jell-O

he couldnt remember the last time he had Jell-O  

as a boy they had it for dessert a dollop of Cool Whip on top
                                                                he probably had frozen Cool Whip more recently than he had Jell-O


gelatin 
         his mother probably served it a couplethree times a week because it was flavourful but also a good source of protein
         not that the organ meats they ate didnt provide protein and more

he remembered going to grade school and sharing that he had liver the night before 

most of the kids tried to belittle him saying how awful it was that his parents fed him organs

he corrected them Not awful  Offal 

they didnt get it

some boys who were bigger than him took except

thats what bullies do

to compensate for his size and strength he fought dirty a handful of dirt in the face bends the arc towards equality 

he wished he had asymmetric warfare in his pocket for the teachers and principal Vietnam wasnt yet in full swing

other times he realised bigger kids were oafs slow didnt know how to move box  

boxing was a family trait they had a few Golden Glove boxers among them who loved nothing more than share their passion and skills  their type of bullying 

but with anythingif youre smart you learn from your mistakes 
                                                                  he learned he was a quick study particularly when learning meant you didnt have to get your ears knocked off or had to get up off the flooroff your back

some of his cousins didnt care for it

he dug it
          it might have suggested a kind of inherent masochism maybe 
                                                                            but possibly it crowded out what could have been sadist tendencies

he was the kid prone to jumping into the mix to stop many boys from beating up one boy

bullies are boosted when theyre in numbers

it was nice to catch a couplesometimes three who never saw it comingwho were so secure in their numbers that they felt they didnt have to watch their backs

YOU ALWAYS HAD TO WATCH YOUR BACK
                                                his life depended on him  he had to stand up for himself

if he caught a break if someone did side with him BONUS but he didnt expect bonuses so when they truly happened they were appreciated all the more



Jell-O 
       it was innarestin it passed through his head and reminded him of so much more than Jell-O

2039,  Twosday,  12  5. 20
1450 or 250,  Monday,  20  7. 20

20.7.20


he sat down next to a man on a bus

the seat was empty as were most on the bus it was late  

since it was a public bus he didnt ask
                                         he sat

he usually chose to sit beside the most colourful charactersthe ones who thought perhaps that by their dress or behaviour theyd keep an entire bench to themselves

he liked to rain on singular parades


as he walked up on the man weaving between passengers who preferred to stand he tried to make eye contact

the mans eyes started up briefly then fell

the man blinked


to blink to be submissive not that it mattered to him 
                                                        he sat
Excuse me. I’m sitting here.

Yes  An Im sitting beside you

I’M SITTING HERE. asif talking louder would removeexcise him

You are . . an youre welcome to half the bench  No more Keep to your half its a public bus

Move.  I’M sitting here.

You are  an now Im sitting beside you 

You should move.

he took a paperback from his jacket pocket ignoring his comment I like to read on the bus Its soothing

You better move.
                  he still hadnt looked at him he reclinedleaned against the window at his right refusing to move his legs sitting on his hip bent knees his shoeshis soles nearly on his hip

Me I like to read undisturbed But I dont worry about my clothes get messed upwhich apparently appeals to you as well But I do careone might say I care  enthusiastically I have unbridled enthusiasm . a happy assessment . . a passion . for my enthusiasm

You enthusiastic


Are you enthusiastic


the man titled his headsmirked casually still he hadnt made eye contact ignored him said nothing to his enthusiasm query

he didnt know anyone who liked to be ignored  so he bellied up to the bar sitting down heartily beside his ignorant slovenly buddy  enthusiasm sat happily on the stool next to him  he always saved a stool at the bar for his enthusiasm
he sighed he acted disheartenedhe acted asif he was standing to leave Slovenly might think to leave he stood just enough for leverage then lunged-clasped the man by the back of his knee nearest the seatback and yanked him bodily so that his face smeared down the bus window giving it a big wet kiss
                                                                   he may have been too enthusiastic the torque spun Slovenlyspun him so that his French kiss came off the glass and ended with him on his knees in the aisle his forehead on the seatback

he hunched over him and said in a fierce whisper Thank you kindly Hospitable of you to share the bench

he said something in reply but it was lost in the vinyl seatback 


Slovenly made quite the picture likely hed hang it in his minds eye a bit for a while he needed distraction in the worst way Slovenly briefly usurped the image he was trying to shake
                                                                    the image of his daughter ill inclined in a hospital bed in her sunroom behind her were the spines of her collected books on a walled built-in bookcase

she had been sleepingwhen she could upright for better than six months

she was burned into his eyes


Slovenly pushed himself up off his knees off the bench and stood
                                                                     You motherfucker! he stood over him threateningly
he raised his eyes to Slovenlys  he didnt care for what he saw

YOU . . then Slovenly stoppedcut himself short maybe he didnt like what he saw either -- his crippling – reflecting in the pools of what were surely deep black eyes

he pushed past him roughly and sprawled in a bench several seats ahead




he recognised he provoked him


he also recognised had violence been incurred win or lose  it would not soothe his anger or his sorrow

he recognised the hole in himself

a hole never to be filled


he had other holes

you live you do

he just had no idea it would be as deep as it is
                                                   the deepest blackest hole in his life

1910,  Saturday,  1  2. 20
1202,  Monday,  20  7. 20



he was a wrioter now  

when he was younger conceived of himself as a writer he didnt pay attention to what people thought of himwhat they thought wasnt worth a horses ass

all bets were off when he became a wrioter
                                              then he could care lessgive a fuck it was unmitigated elation  balls out fantasy truth and corruption
                               an it was about time corruption enjoyed a bright positive light bent or twist
                                                                                                              because prior he had sought to hurt corruption by any means at his disposal unfortunately to date that meant physical punishments an his fisthis broken fingers and knuckles were beginning to protest

hed always been slow on the uptake Yew got a hard head his Maw would say he was getting it
                                                                                                       overuse a muscle or any physical article an it comes back on ya an sometimes more grim than yahad employed it


he was a convalescing wrioter he hadnt been that before

he wondered what it would be like


what his mind would make of it

                                     not that hed mind

1731,  Sunday,  18 7. 20
1022,  Monday,  20  7. 20

$143K -- killed


Sunday the president said regarding whether he would accept the results of the 2020 Election “I have to see. Look, you — I have to see. No, I’m not going to just say ‘yes.’ I’m not going to say no and I didn’t last time either.” https://time.com/5868739/trump-election-results-chris-wallace/
                                                                               if he loses he has a binary choice  he can either walk out like a man or hell be carried out probably calling – famously – for Mommy! Mommy!

1644,  Monday,  20  7. 20