he held a heavy coil of hotpink cord in one hand

                                                                 one semielastic end was tied off to an attractive sculpted leg of a stout hardwood tabletied to the slender ankle above its splayed foot

he was compelled at risk of violencethe riskthreat not physically present to get down on all fourscompelled to crawl and loop or tie off the cord at approximate intervals that best he could discern

                                                                       he was not to reverse  always forward alwaysalways forward

somehowfor some reason he knewsome way he was suited to this task   

                                                                        where he crawled he couldnt stand or stoop was broken or collapsed remnant of a construction  blinkeredblindfolded transported on horseback to wherever this place was he did not know its scale

                               despite broken as it was light filtered in sometimes thin rays swirling wisps sometimes bathingwarming him he could not tell if it was sunlight or unnatural

                                                                        when he paused  to straighten a legbrush his hands free of crumbledebris FORWARD like spurs or a whip to an animal

                                                                           made him curious as removed as he was how FORWARD could be inflicted

                                   just not that curious 

the coil was spent

                           Now wha he thought

a disembodied voice

                    Now nothing.

he felt a painful stitchwent black    he vanished asif he never was

Saturday PM, 25  12. to Sunday, AM 26  12. 21

1204,  Twosday,  28  12. 21

Miles Davis  On the Corner  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCxYvslbAwg

 

a craven Republican politician Krause rhymes with grause - horror got a bug up his smooth white Christian arse and is circulatingdemanding that eighthunredfifty books be banned in schools suppose CRT wasnt enough exposing the Texans desire children be as ignorant as pigs

                                       although hed bet if pigs could relate with humans theyd prove smarter easily hitting Eightyone on the military IQ test which would allow them to serve

Grause hasnt revealed how the list was compiled bets he didnt or by what criteria

recently he pulled his campaign to runFORREST as State Attorney General

guys a real peach

                  graduated from San Diego CHRISTIAN College acquired his law degree Juris Doctor Esq. from CHRISTIAN Liberty School of Law without accolades not Summa cum laude not Magna cum laude not cum Cum laude just a butch doctor 

                          he did manage to force brain-dead Maria Munoz on life support until her body birthed fingers-crossed  two months later her fetus was deemed not viable

gotta love a guy who does for himself at anyone elses expense

Halloween,  2021,  got misplaced

1711,  Twosday,  28  12. 21 

https://boingboing.net/2021/10/30/texas-lawmakers-considering-a-ban-on-850-books-heres-the-full-list.html

https://static.texastribune.org/media/files/94fee7ff93eff9609f141433e41f8ae1/krausebooklist.pdf?_ga=2.11573559.2091958781.1635513476-272773625.1635513476

https://www.nytimes.com/2021/12/10/us/texas-critical-race-theory-ban-books.html

https://www.cnn.com/2014/01/26/health/texas-pregnant-brain-dead-woman/index.html

 

Whas that about Tobys jugs
                             suddenly got a crick in his neck he was protective of her even though she dumped him an not kindly  he came down that she was young and stupidwelcome her mistakes  but afterwards she remained cool

                                                                                                                       CUNT 

Aah that felt better

Toby’s jugs?

You said

I said Toby jugs, not Toby’s jugs, I take it that’s a different matter?

he leaned in menacingly towards him

                                         Is it

Yes, it is.

           By the change in your demeanor I think we’re talking about two different, separate, things.

Best we are

              Ill let you clear the air so I don make a mistake

Touchy . .

. . Drag your feet any longer youll find out how touchy I am

Alright, alright he swallowed loudly simple explanation he didnt care for how he kept clenching and unclenching his fist a simple explanat . .

. . Get on with it

Toby jug, it’s a porcelain, a ceramic mug made in the form of a seated person or the head of a recognisable personality.

Toby jug

Yes, a Toby jug.

Well  no mugs could possibly compare to Toby’s jugs Take my word for it

sometime in ’15

2016,  Monday,  27  12. 21

 

its a bitch when he couldnt stuff a sock in it shaddup the voice in his dream

could only speak for himself 

it was his voice

                though his mouth didnt move

a ventriloquist

               couldnt help but wondered if he could drink water and still say    emanate

it kept harping

                Im not writing characters Im writing script Im not writing characters Im writing script Im not writing characters Im writing script

                              whas that supposed to mean 

Are you talking to me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tp6KExqs_3o Im the only one here You talking to me

                                                                                                                   evidently

his creeping suspicion water it only when the soil is dry was that the harrowingharanguing was about an unspoken need to use dialogue to createinform the characters physicality mannerisms he threw out a few hints

                                                                                                  readers read in their voices writing dictates with superficial descriptors the reader creates characters in their minds

                                                                                                     he couldnt begin to say the times his Frankensteins looked unlike those cast for film or television television  shown on cable  didnt turn up for years after they were performed sometimes he was pleasantly surprised not often

Ya didnt heard me right

I wasnt talking to you

Im talking to you

Fine Yawanna shed some light on these lines

I can

       I can ifya wanna  listen

All ears Ive been all ears all morning

   Awright

               Im not writing characters Im writing script  is wrong 

Wrong

Yes

Whacha got

Im not writing characters Im writing scriptNo

                                               Im writing scripture

Scripture

               Ya megalomaniacal

Arent we

We arent

             Ill give ya a tad maniacal  Otherwise the closest we get is Rudy Valleeish crooning through a megaphone

Clever   But clevers not gonna drag your ass out of the fire

                                                                  Mebbe ya can toss a bone

Whacha got

Ya consider  egomaniacal

We parsing scripture

We can

If we can  can   then Ill shake hands

                                        Ego over megalo

Ego over megalo

they shook virtualhands he had to keep his hands on the wheelkeep to their course

                                                                                      You can recall I don want no God on my lawn

Yes Just a flower to help along

Yah

AM,  Sunday,  26  12. 21

1415,  Monday,  27  12. 21

Cat Stevens  Longer Boats  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRC8lqtBXCA

 

he caught himself humming a tune didnt happen frequently McCartney the othersworld humming lent itself to words

Someones knockin at the door somebodys ringin the bell someones knockin at the cellar door somebodys ringin the bell do me a favour an letem in

                             cellar door somebody was knocking at his

but he didnt always answer

his door knockedphone rung didnt guarantee hed answer

                                                           he wasnt obliged

some think otherwise

                      he didnt didnt darken doorways cellar doors didnt ring chimesdidnt call thinking his call HAD to be answered

          wasnt skin off his ass in due time   everything in its own time

phon-aesthetics phonaesthetics

                                  he found his way to it through cellar door

cellar door didnt hop him up

                                rawawkwardness did

since then slapshots snapshots

                                 cellophane floor then cute cunt optic cup mirrored minds

todays flash

             neon nude brilliant

nice to have another horse hoarse whores in the stable nice to kick it around roll off his tongue play on his tympanic membrane maul his malleus concuss his incus cuckold his compliant cochlea

                                                                                neon nude

                                                                                              he had a girlfriend theyd get stoned get naked drew on the others body with Murine eyedrops when they finished their impossible-to-see-as-they-drew skins they shuttered the room turned on black lights Christ the fun they had fucking

                                                                                                      not many knew Murine was phosphorescent under black light

neon nude joins the ranks

1208,  Saturday – Christmas,  25  12. 21

1246,  Monday,  27  12. 21

McCartney  Let’em In  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rXdIyS85emM

Fela Kuti  Monday Morning in Lagos  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Enb8Z4kgkVw

 

she came to the phone  finally

                               he called home for the holiday and talked with everyone else in the house or who had come visiting

his father said she was busy in the kitchen

Murry Kussmus. she had something in her mouthstill chewing

Merry Christmas Sis  Whawereya doin in the kitchen

Dup.

Dup

Hmmhmm.  trying to chew demurely

when ya got a fish on ya play it try not let it spit the hook

                                                            Wha kind of dup        

Dull.

Excuse me Sis not hearin ya clearly

trying to swallow Dildup.

Onmy hearin dildo . .

. . a choke . Dildup . dup. nah dough.

How do you serve dildo

she swallow cleared her throat  Dill DIP, DIP . . not dough.

Nother DIP would have thought yawere performing doo-wop  dipdipdip doo-wah

Dildo?

Wha I thought ya said

You serve it on a cracker, smartass.

After

Shesh . . . of course after . I believe the salt might smart.

Unless one likes rough sex  Dunno

Yes, there’s that. SIGH  Let’s start fresh, Joe, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas Sis

1144,  Saturday – Christmas,  25  12. 21

1050,  Monday,  27  12. 21

The Flamingos  I Really Don’t Want to Know  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PndT6D0HPho

 

the badlands

                 the two thought theyd have another skull to fuck

                                                                         he saw but arrived too latesaw how they tracked down the hopeless youthhopelessly lost saw them play him act friendly as though theyd help 

                                                                                                 then fell on him

tormentedtortured him

they laughed as he died of his wounds

                                         the last thing hed ever hear 

then cravenly they took turns fucking his mouth while he was still warmstill had spit

he arrived latecouldnt save him couldnt have save him

                                                                  but he could avenge the stranger

he made himself hopelessly lost with knives

                                                 played to their fuckedup game

they enjoyed it too much

                        bought into it hook line and sinker  into their hegemony

he didnt think he saw eyes open wider than theirs when he slashed their throats panickyunsuspecting

                                                                                                              it was delicious 

as they bled out in the sand he saw shadows of vultures wheeling overhead

he stripped them naked he didnt want clothing to hold up the meal train

                                                                           as a boy he remembered a vulture feeding on a deer . . its head completely up the does ass

overnight,  Sunday,  26  12. 21 

2234,  Sunday,  26  12. 21 

The Everly Brothers  All I Have to Do is Dream  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbU3zdAgiX8

JesusChrist

             thas all he had 

Not there in California?

Theyre here in California but Ive never been inside one I saw them early on as Mom an Pop store killers money wasnt gonna stay in the community  It was a muscular professional football blitz against a beleaguered undersized offensive line  Theyd do just fine without my money

                                                Youre a member

I am.

I am

     I like that you don offer a defense   Because

Because there’s no arguing with you.

                                       I understand your sentiment. Besides . . if I tried you’d steamroll me with an array of economic, domestic, facts an figures that I don’t pay attention to because they bore me to tears.

Its good to be bored to tears  therein lies the truth

                                                      They count on you being bored They count on your disinterest

I’m not arguing.

                 I save money.

You save money on the backs of people

I save money.

You do

        Ya save money at an enormous boxstore thatas youve now informed me  sells coffins  he snorted I suppose they sell headstones too  

Yes.

JesusFuckingChrist

2115,  ReggaeFriday,  24  12. 21

1435,  Sunday,  26  12. 21

Ella Fitzgerald  Cry Me a River  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSw8KaZIzYg

 

intereffigial unspace

                     Whar da fucks that   supposed anywhar he wanted 

its Miévilles

had to tip his cap to China

                           cats waaayoutahead of him but hed thank him for direction

couldnt say how many times he sought ithadnt been afraid to ask

                                                                     punks earnestly offered him misdirection

funny

      to them

they managed a thinned dollop of frustration

                                               but his camel had a stout back they threw on straws

all they did was sidetrack him for a bit

                                              eventually he endedup where he was heading arrivingholding in his hands more history than he knew what to do with

                                               he committed thatvaulted it in his skull

queer when it exitedTADAH like when pants split or a woman suffers a wardrobe malfunction notorious to the entertainment field 

                 feeled

intereffigial unspace was a comfort

                                     I am droit de prestidigitateur la magie magicien sorcier illusionniste looksreads better in French

          but ofcourse

                       he sought to moisten panties worked hardlike a muthafucker on his accent  when out he shut up  he let them wrestleplay out the rest

                                   who wants to fuck local Im gonna fuck me a foreigner. Fuck me strange. then they had stories to tell their grandchildren who a generation removed might listen their children were contemporarytoo close to the bone maybe too inexpert  liesreally good lies need time to mellowbecome effortless seamless become facile believable particularly if one is a bad teller

a bad teller SHAMEShame shame 

                                   it helped to tell stories as a child he entertained others then there were the stories he told himself  they were most satisfying 

                                         You believe that   I do; wouldnt you have me believe?

he did 

never was keen on rhetoric         

once upon a time in the early Twentyfirst Century

0036,  Saturday AwwChristmas morning,  25  12. 21

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2011/may/14/china-mieville-life-writing-genre 

Tony Allen  Selfish Gene  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vr3p5NKIaf8

 

A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically, that he remakes it in his image.

                                                                  Joan Didion

he preferred the sentence up to remembering most obsessively

                                                                   remaking a place violates it

those that attracted him were unspoiled

he obsessed they remain untouched

when barbed wire went up he cut it down midspan the posts at their bases

he painted blackface TRESPASSERS WILL BE VIOLATED signs sure hed be forgiven

he knew the land  entered on foot if pursuedpush came to shove he could ride the river out

he kept vigileyes peeled from secluded overlooks

he had books all the time in the worlds

the landowners no they didnt were tenacious

he was obsessed

obsession dominates tenacity

somebody wouldnt know if they met him

earlier this Century,  mebbe 2010 mebbe not

1411,  Thursday,  23  12. 21

Tony Allen  Never Satisfied  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08nuPYZBFMo

 

Believe Im gonna take my chances on the rong man rong r-o-n-g  a rong-walker

Man, the way you talk; you really like beating up the language.

Beat itHell I abuse it Its the only language I got so I like to keep it agile resilient  stretch it out slap it around a bit Whas rong with intentional misspellings portmanteaus scattered here or there Think of it as spice or seasoning Sugar comes to mymind then immediatelyId venture people early on didnt give a rats assa thought for the black slaves

people on whos backs made it possible for them to enjoy sweet

                                                                    Blood an sweat for sweet

An obscene equation

Im being mindful playful   experimenting 

R-o-n-g?  Really?

Im transparent  Rong

                       Is that wrong Not the way I see it

I should expect that, yet you constantly catch me flatfooted, an I know you better than most.

Quit entertaining those people

                              My turn  I could give a rats ass

I can’t help mysel . .

. . Only you can  Yare no ones providence

                                            Anif I ever go on the lamb Ill have to deal with you before I leave Might not be a tenable situation ya might wanna precede me out

You’ll let me know?

The least I could do for a buddy

A buddy?

Using your terminology flattering ya Don wanya to be uncomfortable

So . . your rong-walker? Who are they?

Cat I met we really hit it off

                             Names Dante canya imagine  Dante

No.

    I haven’t the imagination. Where you hiking?

Strap in possibly these are the promised peeks

                                                  Were swimming up through Figian Murimuria onto the caverns of Naraka Sanskrit into the shade of Japanese Yomi  anif I got the legs balls enough  onto Welsh Annwn or rap at the entrance of Mictlan Aztecs

You aren’t hiking.

Not with my legs

                 Myminds got legs

Won’t be sending me any postcards.

Ill see wha I can do

                     No ressentiment

Resentment?

Not the same

No resentment. Are you fucking with the language again?

No Ressentiment is legit

                           Look it up while you looking up Murimuria . .

. . I’m not.

No

No, I’m not as curious as you. Maybe you’ll let me know when you get back.

Fingers crossed

0824 or 2024, he liked, this evening, Thursday,  23  12. 21

1337,  ReggaeFriday,  24  12. 21

https://www.pilotguides.com/articles/a-short-history-of-slavery-and-sugar-cane-in-jamaica/https://www.pilotguides.com/articles/a-short-history-of-slavery-and-sugar-cane-in-jamaica/

Tony Allen  Path to Wisdom  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1bba1BGXWA

   he kept his eye on it

                         stared it down when he had to surreptitiously if need bepeeking round a corner after it or in full view wearing sunglasses like carpenters who insist theyre protecting their eyes from nails sawdust but are really using them to hide their stare so women walking past a job site couldnt see them ogle

                                                                                     asif she was densecouldnt put two an two togetherwouldnt realise their banging fell silent

hard to pound nails while looking elsewhere

he kept his eye on it

he wanted to be all in but was losing faith

   optimism

               was becoming miserly  he was miserable

he fashioned it a new name  a blend word a portmanteau cinchedup tiedtightly   optimism & miasma

   optimiasma

                       since it was looking an beginning to smell bad

it would have to do

hed be gawddamned if he threw in with pessimists

                                                       his glass remained half full

however what it held looked polluted

1026,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  22  12. 21

1030,  Thursday,  23  12. 21