he prattlesplays games 

                            say   blasphemy 

blaspheme blasphemer blastedfemur

blasphem blasfem  faggot Comnow  cigarette   lets not be coarse 

  blasphormer

blastphurnace

blastphlegm

beastphlegm

phlegmtheme

dig the scene 

obscene 

extreme 

fresh French crème  

                 laughed  always good to stretch his legscheck the elasticity of his brain

friend asked  What do you write? 

Wha I left 

             Confused     You said right I said left

Of course you meant write                                     

I write Fiction Fact Fantasy 

Fantasy Fiction Fact

                       Your turnrun with it 

My turn?

   Nevermind mine Either shit or get off the pot I lack patience a tad intransigent Trans gent  Trans send 

Fact Fantasy Fiction 

                         Arent you playing You arent playing    Playing you arent

I call it my realm   Mosaic

                            Pattern Picture Passion produced by arranging small coloured pieces together

Your turn please

   Yes ah uh . passion picture pattern . . an . picture pattern passion  ?

Thawas fine yes correct   Funhuh

Harder than it looks on paper. It is . . . different.

   Its structure is freeing opens my senses opensmysenses extinguishes opaqueparentheses paralyzingparentheses theses

        Theseus slayed the Minotaur his crimethe bullheaded offspring his mother Cretes Queen Pasiphae coupledwas fucked by a snow-white bullThink Trojan horse  I think thaI think Asterion thawas the Minotaurs name Asterion shoudnt have been conceived  Trojan   The bull was a gift from the god Poseidon to Minos King of Crete meant to be sacrificed to Poseidon 

                        Minos tried to slip one past Poseidon Enraged Poseidon had Aphrodite curse Pasiphaecause her to fall in love with the bull 

                            Some kind of pornhuh 

We got nothing on the ancient Greeks

I must say one brilliant morning standing at the ruins of Akrotiri on Santorini I was able to make out on the horizon the smokyform of Crete

Mosaic.

   Yes

1014,  Sunday,  25  6. 23

1125,  Monday,  26  6. 23

Suzanne Santo (feat. Gary Clark, Jr.)  Fall for That  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6rW0ScCMXI

Evelyn

Frank tapped himgrabbed him by the shoulder 

                                                 Evelyn cominthru the door eyes peeled boy. 

he had his back to it 

she was mythic

                 he spuncaught her framed before brilliant afternoonsunlight pouring through the automatic glass door at her back 

           because she was black the offsetcontrast was stark  her features size stood out 

Christ Frank she bigger than you 

Yahboy. 

         Woud be a pitched battle toss of a coin.

Frank had thirty poundstwo inches on him he was six foot twohunred

Eyes peeled. She slick. 

he missed it 

            stunned he missed it 

at the cashier Frank moseyed up under pretense of helping to bagcrossed behind Evelyn and stopped cutoff her exit 

Excuse me maam, let’s have ‘em.

Have wha? she turned faced him

walkingup to the frontfifteen feet off he was intimidated

Please.  Ya know. 

I don know whaya talkinbout honey.

Vodka. The vodka. Lemme have ‘em you can walkout with your purchase, no trouble. Refuse. We got trouble.  Yaint leavin with vodka.

BLAMhollering commencedguttural raw back an forth language he never did heardidnt understand a word they was toe-to-toe

YAWANT THE GIRL CALL THE COPS. he headmotioned to the cashier she picked the receiver up from the cradle

NO. DON'T.  No don't.

   Then gal, give up the handles.

he thought HANDLES

Sonofabitch.

Careful.  My mutha.

You cocksucker.

Only prison. Handles, Evelyn.

she yanked up the hem of her dressreached down between her thighs produced one  and then the other

Yasmooth girlveery smooth.  Not for me yadbeen swingin through the night. 

                                                                                 he nodded to the cashier

she placed the receiver down 

We’re square offya go. Yamight remember my black face.  I seeya comin Im onya like white on dese people.

1848,  Saturday,  24  6. 23

1713,  Sunday,  25  6. 23

wakeup write

   wastha right 

wakeup right

   tha wasnt right

wakeup an write

                    Right

Thanks for the confirmation

Why Im here

I often wonder why yare here

Yacant help yourself 

Wondering 

   Maybe Im an all of us are an abscess a pocket of pus puss never far from your mind an infection  Your immune system white bloodcells fanning us inflaming us like an interior wind whine

                                                                                Thaya cant help but hear an give speech to an active voice to an interactive voice to 

   Theres tha A good argument

You have a habit of complimenting yourself

No 

      Rather perhaps a solipsism 

Big word professor

Theory that self is all tha exists

Not narcissistic

No Not excessive love of self

Were in on tha In agreement   Yareally wanna have some fun

Im always up for fun

Whas at work here

I don knowthas why Im talkin to you

Am I we your unconscious

Im conscious 

                My consciousness 

Think we got to go deeper than tha 

My conscious unconsciousness

Most likely

            We came we saw  We were amused   Knew we werent conquering

Like McCarthy It’s hard to escape the conclusion that the unconscious is laboring under a moral compulsion to educate us.  Me

Wed think thas a little strong

                               We havent morality were not compulsive were along for the ride chip in time to time either to raise the temperature or cut it back cool it

Im not talkin to myself

Tryin to offend us 

                    If talkin to yourself thered be no reason for us to be here

   So wha is it Professor 

                            Wakeup right  Wakeup an write

The ladder

To turn a phrase  Quite a lathe 

Whipup alot alather

1147, Sunday,  25  6. 23

https://nautil.us/the-kekul-problem-236574/

october flew the coopexited on his heels as he took a pot of gray water outdoorswashed it in the kitchen sink  was going to water some vagrant poppies that potted themselves 

                                                            she may or may not come back 

was born feral

she showed last night

was in the windowsill this morning sunbathing 

                                                    So you havent said he said to her wha adventures you had while you were out 

meute

Did you meet some other cats

meute

Did you meet some critters

meute

occurring to himhe laughedslapped his knee 

                                               when he was particularly tickled that evoked a kneeslap 

he wasnt usually a kneeslapper had to be pretty tickled

he mused 

           If you really love something let it go If it comes back to you its yours If it doesnt then it never was

octobers a cat 

a pet

   Love

turn tables an shed be knocking him aroundplaying with him as shed play with a gopher before eating it

SLAPPEDhis knee again 

                            pussy

 1122,  Sunday,  25  6. 23

Tom Jones  What’s New, Pussycat?  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQvIAs-nPSo

he waited at the kitchen table for her return from an appointment 

he used to take herdidnt mind waiting in the antechamberhad his fabric briefcase books paper clipboard pens inside it he could keep himself entertained

she asked him to stop taking her there 

Stop

   Yes.   Please.

Why

Because Im asking you.

No no theres something more to it

There isn’t. I’m asking you.

We said when we began dating we wouldnt lie to each other 

                                                                   Youre lying to me  I can feel it

Why

meekly she cleared her throat The doctor asked. He’s uncomfortable with you sitting outside his office, in such close proximity to him. 

                   He knows you do not like him. 

Because hes not doing his job 

                                   How does he know that

she looked at the ground at her feet

You told him

I told him.

When you talk with your psychiatrist youre supposed to be talking about your depression not me 

                                                                                                      You cant represent me If he has a question he can ask me

He doesn’t like you. 

I don care

          Which should matter to you  Hes supposed to be caring forhelping you however has timewere paying for to express an opinion or opinions about me

He believes you exacerbate my depression . .

. . Quick solution divorce

                          Im out of your hair but more importantly out of his  Are you kiddin me under his breath Full of shit Ive told you  a contractorYOU hires a subcontractor the subcontractor isnt doing the job or cant do the job the contractor fires him an finds another  Youre two years in with this guy an growing more depressed an are now OCD obsessive compulsive which you didnt exhibit in almost twenty years of marriage until Now   

                                                                                                   Now

Please don’t be this way. I need him.

   he left work Thursdays a halfhour early his boss was displeasedDonbe Yaint payin me the timethas my loss to be home shower begin dinner sip a beer read while waiting for her to come home 

                                                                                   How did your appointment go                                           

I don’t want to talk about it.

she didnt want to talk about it for the fiveanahalf months he quit taking her in

   Can I get you a Pepsi

Please she couldnt drinkshouldnt drink alcohol on the medications

he knew the next step it was a dance 

                                          shed set her purse on the table then walk up the hall to the bedroom go into her dresser look for her brightorange plastic pill organiser 

shed come out emptyhanded  

accuse him of moving it

she took her morning pills before he went to work

he watched where she absentmindedly set it down

never in the same place

early on he asked Can I help thought Give you a hintwas terribly tempted to play Youre getting warmer warmer aww getting colder but it wasnt a game  wasnt something to trifle with

he got up and fetched it

You put it there!

   No I did not  Youll recall our agreement to be honest 

she wouldnt reply 

                   shed take it from him take a chair at the table and from her purse take out prescriptions then a baggie of other coloured pills

the pill organiser was a 7day 3-times-a-day moistureproof large compartments travel container 

it killed him 

               when the baggies began Whats with the baggie I don recognise those pills

Are you going through my pills?

No I pickup prescriptions for you

   Oh. Yes. 

Whas with the baggie

Doctor gave them to me to samplethey’re free samples, aren’t costing me . .

. . Us arent costing us

Costing us anything.

You check with our pharmacist to make sure theyre kosher to take with your other medications  their drug interaction

The doctor wouldn’t . .

. . The doctor is a psychiatrist not a pharmacist

He knows.

He know he could kill you 

JESUS you’re a beast . .

. . Who loves you Who doesnt want to see you harmed

   Can you please trust me?

I trust you

           I don trust him 

Has it ever occurred to youto him tha your depression drugs youre taking thaya might be treatment resistant I don know if thas a thing though you seem resistant your depression plateaued but is perceptively slipping You havent had a spike of wellness in a long time  choosing his word carefully  Youve been chaotic 

                                                                                         From the outside lookin in babe 

I love you

Why do you love me?

he went around behind her took a knee put his arms around her whispered in her ear Youre my girl Im hopelessly in love with you Ive been hopelessly in love with you since I had the courage to tell you I was an I was in love with you for a while before I said I was

We fit so well together 

                          he stood put his hands on her shoulders 

she halfturned in the chair lookedup at him tears in her eyes 

                                                                You know I love you. 

I know you do 

                  Well beat this Well beat it together

1430,  Thursday,  16  3. 23

2141,  Saturday,  24  6. 23

she diedconvulsed to death in the hospital from a drug she hadnt a prescription for 

her Doctor said he didnt keep that drug in his office 

                                                         She must have got it off the street.  

he leaned over the railing

persistent heavy rains ceased three days prior occasional showerssprinkles followed  he was anxious to get down to the creek and see what it was doing 

                                       he imagined all sorts of havoc 

havoc an understatement

                            there were clawedout hollows steep cutbanks sod slipped crumbling formidable old trees were felled others trembledproved their branches and roots are mirrorimages gnarledserpents twiningtwisting underground they had been blind and the blind follows paths of least resistant or the scent of nourishment of water its boughs and leaves harpies

human products 

                  mattresses sheets of plastic paper items bubblewrap homeless clothing washed throughwere hungup snagged that they were near the creek to be sweptaway appalled him  they clottedclogged wedgedtight between fallen trees snapped limbs were trapped by slides  they dancedspastic in the surging water it was teagreen filled with leafy matter granulated sediment dizzytumbling stones 

over the railing he saw that surviving trees trailed their branches like fingers in the creek while others had but now as the water subsided it ignored their strafing

one had fished out a garment as it lolledrolled in the white water 

it dangled by a strap 

                         a black bra   sheerlace cup on top

by his practised estimate it would have held better-than-average breasts though not more

he was a fan of black bras and white blouses 

found their combination suggestive  titillatingly 

                                                      slyly hinting 

someone wasnt hinting any longer

deprieved 

             they

and those who were appreciative or targeted 

leaning backstanding upright 

                              Well thas a damn shame

123preferred simple as Do-Ra-Mi,  Saturday,  18  3. 23

1557,  Saturday,  23  6. 23

cock said Unhand sir

Thadbe sire unhand me sire

Nay  Sir

Sorry  Sire 

            Anif you choose to keep this up  I swear Ill not entertain another sexual or indecent thought an you sir  will be flaccidcower lowly like a snail for the rest of our life  I know you know the extent of my willpower my harsh ability to refuse temptationutilise all tha good black an white straightlaced Catholic upbringing I endured which failed religiously famously  though has enabled my atheism anthus my relish my able asceticism heaped aestheticism 

Lotsa As boy

              Youll have to forgive my alliteration  Sometimes I just cant help myselflet myself go  Sometimes   Other times droll dry  kindling for fire

   You don mean tha

I have you by the throat  Wish to test my resolve 

                                                  Hah   Just realised Id have more time on my hands Im so fuckin hilarious  Wanna laugh it up funnylookin 

   Sire

Shake 

he shook 

they were good

1011,  Saturday,  24  6. 23

Stones  Time Is On my Side  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOxHsuV83KA 

it was a rough night

HaUs of Balls

seemed since hes committedhad already gone down this path hed continue along  followup on Unhand me sire 

Really

Hush you

         Not like Id normally posit this but when presented in a dream Ive found it better to offloadunload the burden it laden us 

You 

   Us Youse me tetheredtight Remember  Youse entered this craniumcorral of your own accord

Not necessarily

No

No  Some of us were offered doors

Three doors

Speaking for myself I had innumerable doors to choose fromeach scribbled on hints  kindalike cinema trailers ticklers  I madeup my mind an went through I understood my choice was irrevocable Others may have experienced different options avenues portals which deposited us with you 

                                                        Welcome aboard Thashow you greeted me   You were affable 

Made me comfortable with my choice though if I may . .

. . Yamay            

Youve made some unexpected choices  Ive been wickedly snapped backleaned right you went hard left  Ive quit leaningroll with the punches

Aim to please

Please

Strapped in

In an On since were going this way

It aint too crazy

No

   Not for you behind him cowered scores of shehes heshes 

Howbout you knuckleheads

a consensus nod few headshakers

 Then lets go forward 

                       Those who wish can Hear No Evil See No Evil Mizaru-ise Kikazaru-ise May I present HaUs of Balls  I thought the lighted marque was clever capital U mimicking the pair of ls 

Thawas clever

Thank you for the vote of confidence

Yare welcome

HaUs of Balls 

                 A Mans boutique  since men are swinging down the path women have inadvertentlyunconsciously blazed for them Men’s Care for their Wear & Tear the everwidening yawning new manscape landscape beard and ball trimmers post-shave mists perfect hair puttys gel pomades dry clays hydrating shampoos face masks deep pore cleansing masques face washes moisturizing balms balancing skin toners fuckin makeup pro-collagen wrinkle creams mascara eyeliners undereye correctors White Whitening teeth pens sunflower/jojoba/peppermint/eucalyptus globulus oil beeswax lip balms bodywashes aromatic colognes not Old Spice which currently advertises a midget riding a white stallion paired shampoo & conditioners hydrating beard oils fresh man parts hydrating body & hand creams refreshing deodorant/antiperspirant dry sprays pleasantlyscented ball deodorants lacquered finger& toenails 

Make a new man out of ya! 

                             Ifya can find him under all tha 

   Seems a chore feminising  

Expensive too

AM,  day-between-2-Ts,  31  5. 23

1247,  Saturday,  24  6. 23

Stones  It Must Be Hell  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=orldCDC07gc

they did wake up nearly together he laid quietlywatched her sleep  she woke halfhourforty minutes after he

Good morning

she batted her big eyes

could swear he caught a breeze

                                   Good morning. You look wideawake.

Ive been up a bit

she blushed 

             You know how you embarrass me when you watch me

Tryanstop me 

               Besides  Im not watching Im admiring your beauty 

Stop.

      her blush deepened

Yare sweet he leaned over kissed her softly leaned away  Happy reggaefriday buckwheat                    

Happy reggaefriday, baby.                  

   Thank you 

                  So    Ya remember

I do she murmuredstill wakingrubbing her eyes with the heel of her hands  Verbatim.

Goin Latin on me

I’ll go Latin on you she chuckled 

                                      Verbum.  Word.

WORD   Lets hear it 

                      But before you do lemme say again I dig thaya know Latin without havingone to Catholic school

eyes closedfixed her head jauntily One of my many talents.

Awbaby I love when you talk dirty to me 

they laughed heartily 

                       So tell me an I get up an make us coffee  as a matter of fact Ill make you French press if yare verbatim  

You said bald skincancerscarred skullcap greasy dangling fringe squirrelly since Nam a knife fight with four Viet Cong.

BAM 

     Had no doubt  Asif you regurgitated it 

Wow, such a way with words, love your accuracy.

As much as you love me

More.  Somuchmore. 

                       she leaned to him kissed him deeply 

getting out of bed Stay put Ill bring you coffee  Toast bagel orange juice 

OH.

    There’s still orange juice, yes, bagel slathered with creamcheese.

Ill let you slather

You’re funny, you an your raw bagels.

                                        Please, before you go, would you give me my pencil pouch, drawing tablet, feel like sketching this morning an since I don’t have to get my ass out of bed I’ll play, work out some preliminaries I have for my canvas.

On it 

      he crossed the foot of the bed to her dresser pouch right above the pad an board leaning against it  Board too

propping herself up on their pillows  Yes please.

   Hereya go 

               before leaving he kissed her forehead lingered  smelled her hair  Cake Warm happy cake

You’re crazy.

Back shortly with your tray maam 

returning he placed the tray beside hershe was occupied 

                                                           absently without lookingup Thank you baby.

Yare welcome buckwheat 

                            an left to write

guy cameround the corner left swinging side to sideweaving

hed seen him roundtown born an raised there a troubled Nam vet knew his story as stories come to one inadvertently hearsay but the same hearsay out of other locals mouths 

he wasnt local 

               didnt mind being an outsider from the getgo he knew he couldnt fit if he tried he moved there to accommodate his wife

accommodated she died after their girls went off to college

she wanted desperately for them to come home after they graduated 

                                                                         I hope you can learn to accept it baby theyll visit but they aint comin back Theyll make their choices as we made ours 

man wasnt the same when he returned 

                                          as he understood from high school buddies a sensational athlete shunned collegiate scholarships wanted to test his mettle wanted zero-sum competition  May the best man win loser die 

   now homeless a bald skincancerscarred skullcap greasy dangling fringe squirrelly since Nam evidently a gruesome knife fight with four Viet Cong won  though so badly wounded was returned stateside honorable discharged 

couldnt no-how no-way be returned to compete 

he came swinging around the corner 

glancingup over the top of the book he read as he walked  reconnaissance catching the lay of the land obstacles  personnel 

           rarely peoplerarely pedestrians not in all the years he walkbout town despite it a small rural California town

he saw him approachweaving on the sidewalk ahead

canvas knapsack over his left shoulder right arm crooked held a cigarette

returning to his reading he estimated teneleven seconds before they converged

eight seconds he stepped left off the sidewalk high curb onto the bikepath then lifted his head to acknowledge his presence

          Howya doin 

didnt reply cigarette in his drawn mouth 

pointing with his left indexfinger

                                  Man, dares cars on the road run your sorry ass over.

Thank you

            striding past him Though not todaypreciate your concern he stepped again onto the sidewalk

he heard skincancerscalp didnt take kindly to strangersdidnt like lipliked to jump people

he heard his hardheeledhardsoled boots continue walkinway

wasnt to be jumped today

he had advantage knew his story 

                                    swore VC fingers ears he cut off slithered into the jungle like inchworms slugs before he managed to untethercould undo his trophy pouch and pick them up   

scalp had no cluebout him

or his time in Nam 

234preferred,  2sday,  30  5. 23

111preferred,  reggaefriday,  23  6. 23