he didnt see their differences rising to debate

                                                 flatlyI disagree  she heard him wrongshe heard him tell her she was wrong and wrong will twist anyones panties provoke angst roll outsummons point/counterpoint 

he was physically tired he didnt want to hear the bitching

         visual  beings as opposed to aural

                                               Soo . . you know the difference? a scent of venom 

Yes

abruptlyWhat?

   Seeing  Hearing

Yeessshissed like an asp

                            We, women, are aural beings; I think it’s unfortunate that you menYou men  really youmen  really can’t be more aural.

Because you’re visual you condemn us for being aural.

Jeesus hed take the condemnation if shed be quiet

                                                  No not condemn  Anif yare choosing to look through that lens  thats on youyer fault

Perfect; blame me.

No blame he was going to shut her down

                                         Im sorry  yare taking me wrong  again   Let meif I may tender a thought experiment  I think we can put this behind us tonight

Behind us; you like things being left behind us.

I do she scowled

                   That said  the thought experiment  Ifya had to go blind or deaf   which would choose . . 

. . Ohno, you’re setting yourself up . .

. . Im not  Simple  Yawanna see or hear    Which would be more problematic without

she folded her arms across her chest

she wasnt going to say

that was okay

Im exhausted babe

                     Im taking a shower then going off to bed  Ill kiss you before I turn in

she faced him looked like whatever was stuck in her mouth

                                                                  she didnt spit it out

halfway through his shower she joined him

halfway through her shower 

                                 I thought you were exhausted.

Im never too exhausted when it comes to making love with you

approaching 2100 CST,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21

1157,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  9. 21

 

he curled his fingers over the edge of the bed to tempt the monster under itdaring it to rise daring it to eat his hand

something he wouldnt have done as a kid

                                             shoulders tingling he also dared the monsters that lived in the dark

but he didnt expect themNo

                            not since the ghosts appeared had they dare creep against him at night in the house or outside it

            they made a mistake following him from the old place where shadows were deeper nightlighting more scarce they hadnt anticipated ghosts  this house was theirs the property was theirs

its probably why the monster hid under the bed 

the ghosts werent able to fend off the intruders who broke into the house 

                                                                             their error likely theyd seen his girlfriend come and go shed borrowed his car while hers was in the shop earlier she had a found a place of her own

they came expecting her

he couldnt say for certain the ghosts tipped him off

the young female had vocalised his name before

he heard his nameknew his girlfriend wasnt there

that woke him

then he heard an unghostlike noise in the livingroom 

it  sounded  like  two               

the hall was narrow

theyd come one after the other

he had a handaxe

he unsheathed his knife

he was pleased it was darkhe didnt want to see the damage hed inflict

as the first figure blackened the bedroom doorway he caved their head in with the axeyanked them forward onto the floor at the foot of the bed and launched himself like he was on Marvelwires at a second figure in the hallstriking them twice in the chest then shoulder as they turned and several times in the back

                                                                                 it was a kbar his brother gifted him

just beyond the second fallen he paused and tried to listen over the gurgling gore behind him for another intruder 

there didnt seem to be

he stepped into the studio snatched the telephone dialed 911 as he went back up the hall

he met no resistance

he stood at the bedroom threshold between the two unmoving figures

he figured he better put on some shorts

hed only been home two days

the house had been a crime scene for better than a week

he gave forensic cleaners a day

he curled his fingers over the edge of the bed to tempt the monster beneath it

he felt up to a match if the monster wanted 

maybe its like flyfishing

                          he had to find the right fly or nymph   or his reputation preceded him

0535,  Sunday,  12  9. 21

2212,  Twosday,  14  9. 21

Black Sabbath  Iron Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F01UTYg79KY

 

Hey wrioters!

              Im on the road maybe Tierra del Fuego Casablanca Santorini Key West Amsterdam SUAHin my dreams

Seeya there

             Back in a week

Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21

Beatles  Number 9  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNdcFPjGsm8

 

Do you like my new lipstick?

she emailed him a selfie

she was lying on her back all puckered up

                                             the colour went well with her complexionspectacular with her nipples

he hadnt expected that

it made him muse

                   hed bet the lipstick would look great smudged on his hips and cock Ohyah would look sensational

he called her

              Hey yaknow wha I was thinking

I know what you’re thinking.

Awright smartass whawas I thinking

You were thinking how good my lipstick is going to look on you . . ah . shall I say . . wearing it? she laughed low sensual

Am I that transparent

No. I sent the picture wanting you to think that way.

                                                       Is it working? 

Standing up takin notice Ya got me baby

Wonderful; can't wait to see you this evening, love.

Were looking forward to it 

0527,  Sunday,  12  9. 21

1259,  Twosday,  14  9. 21

Sonny & Cher  I Got You, Babe  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3BWaRkJ58M

  

     in his on-line Trash folder  Sex Dating: I am 18 years old, and I want a lover.

No they dont

            they dont even know who theyre engagingwho their audience ishes male  hed naturallyimmediately assume they were a woman  which is prejudiced    theres no reason the commenter would be feminine

he wondered who would fall for that line of crap

because he had zip idea who would

                                     at best  maybe   another18 year oldbut what 18 year old buys into  lover  he never had a partner he would describe to anyone as his lover 

he called his lover lover but that was between them 

two of three times he heard a womana woman  describe  their partner as their lover he blew his double whisky and light soda just enough to effervesce out through his nose 

third time he hadnt a sip in his mouth

or  Sex Datingreally

                       starting with Sex eleven words later lover  implausible

or maybe the come-on appealed to hopeless romantics

anif their hopelessness wasnt running a negative number yet

                                                                thatd sink it

it irritated him that it even found his Trash

2036,  Monday,  13  9. 21

     base  blasé Republicant Larry yakyak Elder seems to be play-actingperforming for the FOX Instagram TikTok Right wing Parlor Klout reality world 

                                 already crying that the recall election is fraudulentas fraudulent as the 2020 presidential election 

                      but before he could shake his headutter Horseshit he recalled Elders promoted that if reparations were to be discussed for slaves then that conversation should also be had in defence of slaveowners who were denied profits their slaves provided them

1753,  Monday,  13  9. 21

https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/elections/newsom-leads-california-recall-polls-larry-elder-pushes-baseless-fraud-n1279080

thank you Ari Melber

  

he couldnt rememberhe didnt think he was high   he was a year out of high school      mightve been

in an absurd moment he showed his buddy Lanky how the hero of a film he saw had smashed off the end of a fifth of whiskycreated a weaponjammed it into the throat of an enemy

                                                                  he recreated itfiguring Lanky  like most people  was visual  smashed the end of the bottle on the squared concrete base supporting a metal light pole

the end came off neatly like hed been doing it for yearssurprised him  he lungedstabbed it into the carotid artery for the kill  the bottle crumpled unexpectedly lacerating his fingers and hand

                                                                               not too bad       multiple wounds

none stitchworthy would make for a fun story  a remembrance

bleeding as freely as he was he didnt think or it didnt feel that he had embedded slivers if so theyd work themselves out

Lanky saw the blooddropped like he was shot which was fucking hilarioushe laughed so hard he teared up 

then he realised Lanky had actually fainted

at the sight of blood

he might have to reassess his friendship

Lanky was cold a couple of minutes

                                      gave him enough time to pull his shirt offbind his hand hold it above his head and wary of any blood snaking down his arm

a tight bind

pretty sure the wounds were superficial

 

if they were likely he wouldnt be sharing this story

                                                      he dispatched his lamppost adversary  he was of the stuff of secret agents

0525,  Sunday,  12  9. 21

1641,  Monday,  13  9. 21

Johnny Rivers  Secret Agent Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tlWqK83JP8I                                                                                                      

 

    archives

                      ark eyes holds folds fields folios nomos

                                                                from Booksellers a documentary: “. . the invisible hand of computer editing . .” manuscripts edits rewrites computers are erasing the process erasing the evolution of creativity

were denied physicals baselines were presented The Product and even the writer the poet couldnt retellpossibly even recall how The Product came to be maybe fact was they were only scribes taking dictation often his product his mosaic was like that

               which establishes plausible deniabilityHEYYOU

you keep walking

HEYYOU YOU  I MEAN YOUSTOP

you keep walking

you aint HEYYOU or YOU

why should you stop

I SAID STOPthey grab you by the shoulder  not smartbetter have backup

                                                                                           they do

I SAID STOP BACK THERE

You said heyyou heyyou hays for horses  I aint heyyou to anybodywhy would I think you were hollering at me

I think it was pretty apparent we were calling to you.

Apparent You were at my back Unlike my mothermothers in the neighbourhood I grew up in I havent eyes in the back of my head Ya might have caught up with me and asked Excuse me?

                                                                         he chucked them on the shoulder If I was black ya might have shot me

                            Wha

plausible deniability

                      hed finger the many other hes who entertained himwho talked with him or through him

they werent multiple personalities

they were hangers-on

an entourage

part of a posse

they always had curious insights intriguing ideas confounding messages

he let them talk

                 because he knew he couldnt shut them up

gag em

theyd become ventriloquists

as wordy but muffled

plausible deniability  p d   p d please

                                        Gimme a break bub It wasnt me Yaneed to go back to the drawingboard

they werent having it           

they felt they had their man

what they had was The Producta product written in light in a font without prints DNA a signature 

they thought they were clever

                                had his IP address

which was as good as having a street address to a high-rise apartment building a thousand stories tall in the Naked City There are eight million stories in the naked city; this (is) one of them. Joe Friday Dragnet The facts ma’am, just the facts.

fact was they had an end-result that even he wasnt sure from where it came

                                                                                   just a fact

another bust goes buns up

bust  buns XXX

                   time for another double whisky neat

he felt something growing

2230,  Reggae Friday,  10  9. 21

1331,  Saturday,  11  9. 21

Naked City intro  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNYUq2ACpHQ

Dragnet: The New Morality  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wri3CHjfQRM

if it occurred to him it must have occurred to others

not something you walk up to people and ask

                                                 though he didhe couldnt help himself 

he may have come off derogatoryit wasnt his intent

he was curious

                   like having a tiger by the tail  just cant let it go or he couldnt let it go

Excuse me?

Please you heard meI was looking you dead in the eyes when I asked     

Excuse me?

                   thats how denial sounds  an echo     or maybe they like the sound of their own voice   

Ya heard me

Excuse me?

               hed have to check the Book  didnt seem there was anythingWait  wait  Peter  three times   three times he denied knowing Jesus Christ  they know for his ignominy he was crucified upside down

                                                                                                  thats a bitch

Awright  Ill play Ill repeat myself   However don excuse yourself again answer me

CAN YOU HEAR ME

they nodded

YOU CAN HEAR ME

they nodded again

GOOD

they nodded

 

Isnt praying like begging

Friday,  14  4. 17

2351,  Thursday,  9  9. 21

Buck Owens  I’ve Got a Tiger by the Tail  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGYE77y4qY4 

Brigitte Bardot  Contact  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SE_K7SSDKg

 

he watched a squirrel in his neighbours backyard from the kitchen window as he washed dishes

a low white picket fence ran between their yards a simple demarcation of property

they had a trampoline sunbleached   pale blue

the squirrel had leapt down off the trunk of the black walnutcovered the fifteentwenty feet to it and scrambled up onto its apron

it perched upright on its haunches appeared peevish

then dropping onto allfours it followed the apron slow l y sniffi n g completely around the trampoline

as it began its second tour he thought Comon knucklehead you can do it Cross the trampoline  Comon

Ooh ow hadnt done this in a while his brain began to ache   telepathy hurt

the squirrel finished its second round but between seven and four oclock where it began it walked a bit unsure  quirky fidgety

   it paused

              he took a deep breathneurons sparkedhe kept slinging the suggestion Cross it man you can do it Go  Croooss it croooss

the squirrel began a third counterclockwise venture  then again paused

                                                                          pausing it turned on its heels facedleft looked across the trampoline

                      Go man gogo  go onGO buddy suddenly asif swept away it boundedbounced it chitteredOooh like a gasping Marilyn Monroe Seven Year Itch above the subway grate as her skirt blew up around her ears OOOOHloud and clear boundedbounced twisted in the air found its feet like a cat agile little critter

                                                                                    he might have been delirious but he could have sworn it did somersaults flips squealing the whole while

his brain quit aching

Right on brother

                 as it began it stopped bounded once twice was in the air off the trampoline to the grass to the black walnut up its trunk disappearing into the boughs

he was pretty sure it had a nest in the walnut

the water had cooled

he pulled the plugran hot water into the other sink and when it heated plugged the sink againtopped it off  a touch more soap

What are you doing in there? he heard his mother ask from the diningroom It doesn’t take that long to wash the dishes; are you screwing off?

NO

    Being thorough

WE  HAD  SANDWICHES.

a mind like a bear trap  

Damn she was sharp 

                    Maw The world will always be what the world has always been 

Quit screwing off; finish up you have other chores, you’re dragging your feet.

Dragging my feet

                his family didnt respect insight intellect as much as it wanted him to break his back

 

whenever,  Friday,  14  4. 17

1307,  Friday,  10  9. 21

 

    Albert Camus

                      Memory is the enemy of Totalitarianism

he had an idea regarding the more than 600 charged January 6 insurrectionists 

they are not political prisoners

he felt their jail/prison terms could be simplified

                                                   they would remain incarcerated – not based on Time served/Time to be served – but rather dependent upon when they can pass  with a C  a quarter/semester of freshman college science biology  physical science  botany  geology  physics   etcetera et ˈsedərə etcetera

                                                                                         thereby creatively providing them an incentive  an educational intellectual plank  to return to society better off than when they entered confinement

or not

possibly late last Century

2326,  Reggae Friday,  10  9. 21

The Chambers Brothers  Time Has Come Today  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIqwzQ7g-Cc 

what happenedhappens to you when you brokebreak the law of your own words

   your   own   words

there are no words  are there

                              arethere

 

cross yourself an there aint a soul you wouldnt

                                                  thats facile thats unremarkably True 

people who crossed themselves intrigued him

                                                for anyall reasons that percolate out of their mouths 

making excuses for the inexcusable they torture reason

                                                           he couldnt imaginedespite his florid ability to imagine  how uglydesperatedespicable reason tortured looks

                                                  savaged  heaped in a corner  its torturerowner refusing to look at it  their back to itCan I go?

NO

    Yare not going anywhere   he watched  let the oooze seep to their instepCan I go?

NO it hadnt slickered their boots 

Can I go?

           Mother may I

You listening to me 

they nod

Ill give you three steps

                             Noow    GO they slippedwent down on their face  three steps bought them nothing

the horror marling their faces  priceless hed run their expressions over and over in his mind  utterly priceless  he didnt understand how they thought they could run from themselves

                                                                    he was their conscience  their enforcer

   Yes Virginia GinnyJimmy  there is a Santa Claus

                                                                     who brings you what you richly deserve

not a fucking clue,  Friday,  14  4. 17

2320, Thursday,  9  9. 21

Unloved  Love  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ZbUHTc0ZVk 

Some days are diamonds, some days are stones.

Yours

No, I don’t think so.

Ya understand yare welcome to lie . . on occasion  Id own that line if it wasnt mine  That said I know its not yours

Yet you encourage me to lie understanding it’s not mine?

A white lie among friends  winkwink nodnod

You know also I rever the truth.

I do  but sometimes I want chocolate fudge not vanilla ice creama change up  When Im in the bedroom I slip out of character

          Havent disappointed a partner yet

What?

Truth  Sex   Few things as true real as sex  Stroked with a feather or cracked on the ass  Youve been a bad girl

Ever spanked a bad girl

What the fuck are you talking about?

Nah  apparently Im talking about nothing

                                             Ixnay amscray  Whisper that in a womans ear an shell bay at the moon crycall out Fuck!JesusChrist  Yare Jesus Christwho doesnt wanna wear that sexual mantle  Ya hit JesusChrist youve driven the ball out of the park taken her round the bend bent her nail popped her cork

                                                                                            Ravished her

Ravished?

Yaknow  sometimes I wonder why I talk to you

                                                  Youve not ravishednot picked her bones clean crackedsucked the marrow out of them

Ill take that as a No

                      Babe  having sexmaking love means leaving no leftoversleaving nothing for the ravens vultures antsCONSUMED  bring a toothpick to pick your teeth

I haven't.

Ahwell

          Some days are diamonds

1556,  Thursday,  9  9. 21

John Denver  Some Days are Diamonds  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUt2zDrddIQ