he liked to play games

                       he liked to play with himself

  he liked to play in the Dark

                                         it took him a while to befriend It

Dark was a terrifyinghulking monster

                                       that was his impression of It before he forced himself to meet It on Its term

It may have feared him

                        Yahright he was a small nine year old boy  like he could inspire fear

it took him months of deliberate effort to conquer his fear

                                                            It waited patiently

It groanedmaybe if It hadnt groaned hed have come along quicker as he ran into things in the basement stumblingbanging himselfbeating himself up

then one evening in the cold concretebrick bowels of the familys onehunred year old house  pantingpanting 

                                                                                                                he didnt run

he didnt run  he remained still like a small woodland animal  refused to boltbetray himself give up to a lurking predator

Dark sighed About time, little thing, you’ve finally, at long last, come to your senses; what you fear about me is what you fear in yourself.

they became fast friends

It brought him through the warbrought him back home

he liked to walk at night

                           Where you going?   Out for a walk   Where? a tinge of jealousy   Where  Around  Wherever

several relationships failed

                            oblivously they werent worth having jealous of the Dark

some fools broke into his house

three to be exact

flashlights

           only get a flash

it was gruesome

police got sick

he had a handaxethey hadnt a chancenot a chance with Dark on his side

he saw worse during the war

they played the wrong game in the wrong house against the wrong adversaries

Are you alright?

I am Thank you

Stop thanking me.

                   Our relationship is because of your initiative, willfulness, as a boy.

he sighed But you got my back

Yes. I’ll always have your back.        

2306, ReggaeFriday,  29  10. 21

0947,  Saturday,  30  10. 21

 

No no, I said de rigueur.

I heard you

it was a sunny day

                     he enjoyed it warming his backmaking butter inside his artificial shoulders which ached like the real deal they replaced

                         his belief  once his body was opened to the atmosphere by his surgeries the new rules governing him that he wasnt allowed to participate in writing were written

  

You know what I’m talking about when I say de rigueur?

I do  do you

             You picked it up off your smartphoneyour Word he relished Wordhe was enthused pronouncing it  for the Day

he could see in his face he irritated him 

                                      Yes, yes I did.

Yes you did  Id have been more impressed if you learned it while reading

I wasnt trying to impres . .

. . You wereYawere  you were   You were trying to own it

                                                             If I hadnt said you might not have admitted it Wish I knew wha that was about

                     Whas that about

he could see he was really irritating him

                                          Nothing.

Ah  The sun feels good

                          Wouldya like another beer

I don’t know.

Im up for another

Then yes, another, please.

Ya gotta it

           When I return well talk about rigor mortis   Out of strictness de rigueur  anaint a damn thing stricter than death Ive got a seque in mind

                                I think funny Be back 

he might have said Don’t hurry at his back

There ya go

            Where were we he knew damn well its a game he played with him a bit cat an mouse  he couldnt help himself

Where were we?

hed be strict never was much of a game player it irritated him as much as it humoured him

                                                                                                  Rigor mortis  As to de rigueur Definitely the same ball park 

How do you see that?

he stifled a sigh  Rigueur  Rigor

                                 Im sure Word for the Day explainedif you read deeper  rigueur is French for rigor

he could see he was really irritating him  again 

                                                  Perhaps.

perhaps horseshit he was tempted to have him go into his smartphone and bring it up

                                                                                           but only tempted he was a recovering Catholic Cathlaholic anif it taught him anything it did teach him to disregard temptation he was a need not a want cat

Perhaps

          Thats bogus

Excuse me . .

. . Aint speaking French  rigueur    Bogus

                                              Nevertheless lets playhave some fun I think I can tell you something I think youd know but may not Well hung  Know where that comes from

I know what it is.

Yes

Duh . . well-endowed.

he played stupid to make him say it 

                                      Well-endowed Moneyed

No.

    irritation rising again

Play the game

To have a big cock.

Was that so hard

                   Im not well-endowedprobably a good thing If I were Id be in constant trouble with the police If I had a huge cock I wouldnt wear pants

                                    not even a snicker Nuthin

You’re ridiculous.

Ofcourse I am

               Well hung From hanging a man Often they got an erectionsome ejaculated ya can see how autoerotic asphyxiation has come into play

                                  But on top that if we die in our beds likely leaving well have erection

I’m sorry your father’s gone.

                              Anthere we are  Lying there with boners 

                                                                          Like waking up most mornings stared at by Ol One-eye Bout time you’re up, I’ve been up an hour.

he cracked a smile

                     or maybe its because hes had three beers

                                                                  Ya know that

I did not.

Ah rigueur   

1621,  ReggaeFriday,  22  10. 21

1614,  ReggaeFriday,  29  10. 21

Soft Machine  Kings and Queens  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wC7wApIxEu0

 

from sextrifecta  28  7. 21

                              Woudja rather get head from a woman who waxes eloquently studiously or a woman who mumbles unassured in broken English

who it was asked of was perplexed

                                     asif he asked him in a foreign languagein words he hadnt heard before

Ya kiddin me man aint even a coin toss

                                          Don get me wrong I wouldnt kick either out of bed for eating crackers HMM additional grit would be tantalising Got head from a chick who really liked Pop Rocks I remember her grinning up at me   You ready? This’ll blow your mind. getting blownhis mind getting blown a twofer  hed be nuts not to have a go  Im ready Im in your han . . ha mouth   she laughedher gaiety tickled him  It’s cherry.   Cherry like me   That’s why I chose it, way ahead of you, baby. 

                                   they had to shower afterwards sticky redtinged saliva about his cock belly slicking his scrotum all over her face chincheeks down her throat  drizzled breasts

showered off they went at each other again

                                              it became their thingmaking venues of different rooms in their apartmentsfriends apartments swimming pools on the beach backseats of unlocked carsthey couldnt get enough of each other  friends hafexpected theyd get arrested for indecent exposure

                                                                          all their missionaryfriends

 

sextrifecta had played with the words literally  probabilist wellpractised theyd be kind sexaids while going down on a woman literallytickling their pussies perineum anuses fancies

                                                                 he realised another Say linearly

I’m not.

         I know this shit tickles you more than it should.

It tickles me cuz yare such a monk like giving heads a crimeonly a criminal would go down on women

                                                                                                          As Ive told ya man its a twoway street you expect it but yawont return the pleasure

No. I’m not playing.

Linearly

Not playing.

Linearly

If you don’t shut up I’ll pullover and let you out, you can walk home.

Pullover  Linearly with the curb

1117,  ReggaeFriday,  29  10. 21

Soft Machine  Out-Bloody-Rageous  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9O2lg1Jd6s

 

since he heard ithe was sitting in his parents livingroom a young teenager watching late night The Maltese Falcon on their blackanwhite television set  he wanted to use Spades line  When you’re slapped, you’ll take it and like it. 

the opportunity never presented itself fists were balledpunches thrown before he thought to slap someone  a slap a fist along the lines of bringing a knife to a gunfight

                                                         but it always nibbled at the back of his brain Yah someday  Someday Ill be utterly tickled

Whas today man

                 one of his manymany interior malcontents snickered

SOMEDAY he bellowed

she rolledroiledwrithed naked across his lap her panties at her thighs rolled down just above her knees

                                                                                                              Who you talking to, baby?

Later not now

No no, not now . . not now, no not now . . she was enthralledfilled with delicious anticipation Baby, give ‘em to me now.

A moment babe Im relishing your ass ya have such a beautiful ass firm heartshape ass

                                                                                             she was way ahead of him in their little game

it was her birthday

he asked her what shed like

it swept out of her like a northerly

                                   I want you to give me birthday spankings

he kneaded her cheeks So beautifulhe cracked her gently with his hand

                                                                          One

she laughed deepmelodiously in her throatwiggled her ass

                                                            he cracked her again  Two

Yes, bab . .

           it caught in her throathis hand sounded like a gunshot the skin reddened where he cracked her

                                                                                                               she growled

hoarsely he whispered When youre slapped youll take it and like it

                                                                         Yes she laughed  Yes, baby, yes.            

he looked at her face in a big round wall mirror he leaned against his highboy there were tears in her eyes  their eyes met she nodded Yes. That’s it, love.

he intermingled gentle and hard slaps

                                         Damn babe, I can’t tel . .

                                                                   he quieted her with another crack

they were good together

                          An one more for good luck baby  a gentle crack on the ass

her fanny was bright red she was wet

he grabbed her across the breastshis hand in her armpit arm under her thighs he stood up from the foot of the bed

he made it with a chenille cover

                                  he figured the raised fabric might be insanely nutsintriguing on her sensitive skin

he rolled hershe turned against his chest facing him

she threw her arms around his neck kissed him hungrily

                                                            when she broke off the kissher arms still around his neck he walked across the foot of the bed up one side and gently placed her on the bed

                                                                                    Oooh, that feels crazy.

Spread your legs for me doll

her eyes were big and bright

he got between them admired her slickness he kissed hertongued her an listening to herher breath quickening he slipped up her body kissed her deeply plunged himself into her  her breath caught

                                                                                       Don move a muscle love

she moved

he tried to still her

                   Donmove baby

she laughedeyes wide mouth open

                                     It’s my birthday.

they orgasmed ferociously

  later   giggling

                  she kissed him lightly  I took it and I liked it, love.

Yadid yah yadid love

they fell asleep in each others arms

2047,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  10. 21

1251,  Thursday,  28  10. 21

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFvEMs7B-VA

sometimes people catch a word that turns them on and because its uniquenot wellknown they drop it every opportunity they get

he didnt have a problem with that

his problem is  unlike himself  when he uses a word he even thinks the person hes talking with might not know  in the next breathe he defines it

the sometimespeople use a word and think theyre clever

                                                               they want you to ask

he couldnt figure out if its an attempt to belittle one

or they are touting their intellect their vocabulary  stingily hanging ontoreferencing their once-upon-a-time known IQ

he never learned his if he ever was tested

                                          snobbish

he had a conversation once with a sometimesperson about the value of IQ versus EQ emotional quotient emotional intelligence

            the ability to understand use manage ones emotion in positive ways to reduce stress communicate effectively empathise defuse conflict a cop shouldnt have a badge if he has lousy EQ if he cant deescalate a situation

                                                                                                                   unfortunately  as he expected  they valued IQ

off they went on an on they went  Yadayada, yada yadayadayada, sapiosexual.

                                                                                      suddendeadair

with this particular sometimesperson he blandly said I don know

                                                                     he placed over his face the best retard mask he could summons

           it eviscerated their gleehe didnt fall over himself Gollygosh  yare so smart

You know what it means.

I don know means I don know  A equals A they were fond of equations

Sapiosexual.

Repeating it isnt defining it

Sapiosexual. Of course you know.

A equals A

I thought if anyone would know, you’d know, you always seem to know all things sexual.

In practise

            I love practising sex  I couldnt give a gawddamn what a thing is calledwhas that old saying George Bernard Shaw  Those who can do  those who cant teach

                                                    Now if you were real boned up sharp  youd refute mecite Aristotle Those who know do  those who understand teach  or Feynman the physicistright up your alley  he said Those that do do  Those that teach teach

                              Im mudding your water  Sapiosexual  You were going to inform me

You’re not going to try to break the word down, figure it out? 

No

I’m sapiosexual.

The dictionary gives your name

You’re being difficul . .

. . Trying to be exact  efficient

                                  Just saying

Alright, sapiosexual, a person who is sexually attracted to highly intelligent people.

You  wanna  tightenup your definition

My definition?

Your definition

                Yare sexually attracted to highly intelligent women   Correct        

It goes without saying.

Be precise  Ya werent

You know me.

I do  but someone overhearing you might think you were bisexualpossibly homosexual  People are people  Men are men women are women

Man, you took all the fun out of that.

Nah I didnt  Lets infuse it

                            Have you indicated yare sapiosexual on your on-line resume

No.

Now that could be fun

2114,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1253,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  27  10. 21

Kinks  Lola  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LemG0cvc4oU 

in walked his straight man

had not expected to see him

Waste notwant not he was going to have a little fun Wha the hellya doin here Not your usual stomping grounds

a shot an beer joint

                     want wine all youd get was whine  Sorry, you’ll have to go elsewhere.

a tavern

          elbow to elbow along the long bar  a shelf off a brick wall stools beneath it  another shelf running beneath barredcasement windows looking out onto the street stools  five stout wellworked round tables four armed chairs per  the head was off the loading dock at the rearhad to go out of doors

You've mentioned it several times and while I knew where it was I hadn’t been in; you described it as colorful. I happened to be in the neighbourhood.

Welcome  Take a table Ill buy ya a drink

                                          he didnt wait to hear what he was drinkinghe had an inkling but since he was buying and didnt care for what he usually drank hed let him twist

Frank was behind the bar

he owned the place

Frank was frank

Hey Frank  two IPAs on tap two doubles of Jacks

he settled up 

               Thanks Frank

Yabetcha, polack.

he set the drinks down  There you go  held up his shotglass A toast  Welcome to the dark side

he eyeballed his shot You know I don’t drink brown liquor.

Aint toasting with beer Take a sip Ill finish it 

A sip.

Yes an insipid sip it wont kill ya

                                    To the dark side 

The dark side.

                he sipped set the shot on the table and pushed it over to him

I thank you

You know I don’t drink whisky.

Holding a seminar

                    Ill enjoy it nahsweat  an don make me say seminar again  could get us kicked outa here

he looked around furtively  Right.

Rights right

              Anyare in this neck of the woods because . . .

Google maps. It made an error. It told me left, probably meant right.

Well Im happy you can take orders from a machine I wasnt expecting to see you again for a while  anthen to run into you here

          he held his hands out and turned a circle  So whadaya think  Like wha I said

he looked around casually now

                                 Just like you described. 

Yahyes  an enjoys a certain   howyasay  Ah   a certain jeune se qua

                                                                             Helps me be at easespeak my mind  have a little fun

When don’t you do both? You're outspoken.

Yes yes  people ought to know where yare coming from  Don care for shrinking violets

Crazy, you also profess to be an introvert.

Well when Im in Im in  anwhen I have to suffer out Im out  Franks is one of the few places Ill suffer  By the bye speaking of suffering your suffering   Anus  or rectum I prefer anus

Why do you do that? You’re at it again.

Whas that

What you always do.

If I always do it you neednt say Yare at it again Shouldnt you I mean ya would expect I would

                                                                                                       Always 

So again

          Anus or rectum  ya know my preference

droll Yeah . . I do.

                     But I don’t know why.

You will after you say

holding his beer to his lips he looked sharply at him

he sipped his Jack  he liked to make him uncomfortable  he rarely asked him questions rather he implied

                                                                                                                 when he would finally say theyd get into it why doesnt he ask a deliberate questionwhy the implication  an hed tell him  again an implication is lenient  it gently nudges a door open as opposed to kicking it in like a cop rumbustious  jacked up on their righteous authority telling others what to do an their overt dislike of being questioned

I don’t know, I don’t think of stuff like this . . I’ll say, rectum; anus sounds faggy.

                                                                                     there was his dig  or so he thought so

A great title for a pensee  Two syllables

You prefer anus because it could be a pensee?

I didnt say that

                 I ruminated itd be a great title  he sipped his beer his Jack

What’s your point?

                       You said after I said you’d say.

Anus is poetic

                Rectum  Harsh  I hear wreckdem  wreckdem   like thats happening to the Charlottesvilles neo-nazi organisers

           Wreckdem

How you go from here to there . . .

A gift

      I can guarantee it wouldnt have happened if you hadnt walked in

                                                                            Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world  you walk into mine

 

2301,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1607,  Twosday,  26  10. 21

https://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow/watch/neo-nazi-organizers-of-charlottesville-being-financially-wrecked-by-lawsuit-124611653715?cid=eml_mra_20211026&user_email=e4c91d00eead6d858374885584701152a02c6d873bb23bf387b4583a289e5951 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WgUBjmL86_k 

 

things are not what they seem

theres film

            maybe haste dyslexia he grabbed it thinking Yes the little wooden boy  Pinocchio  it was Cioppino

a delightfullycoloured abstract absurdist yarn about a lively band of Dungeness crab clams shrimp scallops squid mussels an fish who in their glass tanks defied groping hands and scooping nets then turnedtables  served diners the chefs who prior had served them

squid read La Brigade de Cuisine

                                    their cioppino choppino were parts Chef de Cuisine Sous Chef Chef de Partie Saucier Boucher Poissonnier several Rotisseur Friturier Grillardin Garde Manger Pattisier Chef de Tournant Entremetier Potager Legumier an small bits kitchen porter

                                       he failed to say it was grisly

Cioppino was not Pinocchio

Snatch was not either

                        anperhaps neither was the beautiful young girl or boy who kissed him passionately  he would have to wait several years before returning to Chicago to invite them for a swim in Lake Michigan

guessing 0714,  Monday,  25  10. 21

1641 or 441,  Monday,  25  10. 21

https://www.highspeedtraining.co.uk/hub/kitchen-hierarchy-brigade-de-cuisine/

 

that old song

              Yare nobody till somebody loves you

somehowsubliminally it worked its way in an had become the standard he hummedhe sang those words didnt know the others as he feeds his indoor and outdoor ferals

                                                  he didnt known he was until an overnight sipping her coffee as he fed them exclaimed how cute he was humming singing to his cats

You didn’t sing to me.  she said poutingexaggerating the humour in her voice

he laughed Wha ya didnt hear me whawere you doin up there

                                                                       Ill have to try harder next time 

Oh you she grabbed him by the hairthe back of the head You’re bad. she gave him a deep coffeeish kiss

when they broke their kiss he said I think Ill take my coffee with tongue from here on out Nice treat

laughing they kissed again

                             he slipped the mug from her hand set it down and carried her back to the bedroom

maybe shed hear him this time

1040,  Saturday,  23  10. 21

1147,  Monday,  25  10. 21

Dean Martin  You’re Nobody ‘Til Somebody Loves You  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJwZcfREQiU