I’ve a friend, by any matrix, is sixthree.

Calypso to Gabbys Circe

                           as she said  the Tall and Short of it

You always sit facing the door?

Always do or I don sit

she put her hand on his thigh This is the best booth. Intimate. Little out of the way. But still can see the bar.

An it has a hard time seeing us

Yes. I recall. giggled mischievously nuzzled his neck

                                                         Would you like to get warmed up? I’ve called.

You called Johnny on the spot  Whas your Amazons name

Amazon?

Yes.

What’s that?

Mythic but like all things mythic based in some fact women warriors Herodotus an ancient Greek historian called them Androktones Means killer of men

Gabby giggled

                You better hope not. she was at his fly unbuttoning him   he was searching for her

Wonder Woman

Thank you.

No knucklehead  Comics televisions Wonder Woman She was an Amazon

Oh. distracted

                had his cock in hand

slooow strokes

Her name

   Alexandria. Not pulled up slooowly Alex. Not slipped down slooowly Ally, though I could imagine her an alley cat, feral. grippedsuddenly suddenquick tempoSQUEEZED HARD Don’t get ahead of yourself, boyboy.  I’m listening to your breaths.

Im breathing

You are. pinched the head of his cock tamed him looked down

                                                                 Ohmy.

he looked Wha

Looks like a bill may have fallen on the floor I’ll get it.

                                                         she took her sweating glass Long Island Iced Tea in hand  sipped through a pink straw  held it in her mouth

swallowed

leaned over his lapdisappearing from view of the bar

                                                         took him in her cold mouth

Christ he sighed

bobbed several times went deep soft gag bobbedbobbed   deep  gagged  bobbed vigorously deep  came up dragging him with her teeth sitting up soft tears in her eyes

he took her head in hand

                           affectionately kissed away the salty tears

kissed her deeply

she clutched his cock again tugged vigorous

                                                     Now. Let’s put tha away. Alexandria should be here any moment.

pushing his cock asidewedging it buttoned his fly

   There.  There she is.

he looked up

               Thas not sixthree

No. I’d guess sixseven. She likes to wear heels.

Gabby waved her backstood

he stood

                Alexandria extending his hand   Im Joe

   Joe. Gabby. Got started without me? briefly eyed his cock winked   I’ll have an Iced Tea too.

Gabby slipped from the boothgrabbed a fistful of cash off the table Alexandria leaned down kissed her artfully on the mouth standing back up Gabby hugged hernuzzled her face in Alexandrias ample breasts

                                                                                                I’ll be right back.

Alexandria turned to him  Joe. You ought to be seated. No need to lure me, I'm here.

                                                                                         laughed jovially sat to his left  slidover 

he sat

So she said This is gonna be fun.

2330,  Monday,  5  8. 24

1214,  Thursday,  8  8. 24

Amazons  https://www.greeka.com/greece-myths/amazons/#:~:text=The%20myth%20says%20that%20they,and%20make%20wars%20against%20them.

muttered under his breath Whereya going were here first  Where

clowns like this was a petpeeve

                                   either too lazy or thoughtless to flip his directional indicate where theyre going

an in the meantime

                     wasting his time waiting on themOught to heshe shehes interject have traffic dronesdoncha think  A deterrent that doesnt kilGot it Fires paintballs spatters ruins renders their vehicles unsightly while also imparting a stink like an wellused unserviced Honeyhut a rural gasoline station toilet

Wow Impressive  Thawas a mouthful

Your irritation is exacerbated exponentially in Da House

Da House

          Da bone vault  Cranium

Dats Da House our residence We feel your pain your anguish angst

   Tha bad

Ya kiddin

            Whas this clown doin  Makin a left right goin straightwha

Well discover

Is he on his phone

    Please Bitched enough

He is

He is

Well shit

          Our solution was insufficient

No it was plenty sufficient

Ohlook at him Makes a right after makin you wait when you coud have gone straight woudnt have inhibited him

If I were a betting man I woud have laid cash on him going right

   Drone

Ill give you tha your AI solution  It humoured me kept me sane

During the interlewd

Interlewd  Definitely

Thanks Appreciate thathough as I said exponentially we were more miffedmore spurred spurned

                                                                                                          Misfortunate AI

An Idiot

Though maybe someday

                            All-seeing  All-knowing  Givin Gawd a run for His money

chuckled

           We obviously get along

We do  Yes we do

1409, day-between-2-Ts, 7  8. 24

1023,  Thursday,  8  8. 24

ruminated as he dreamed

kept him landlocked  at bay

                                   Wha was it

it eluded him nowThey

strangersThey

They eluded him

                   a frank conversationTheir positions nuanced Their differences slight  but neither would concede to the otherStalemate

a stalemate

              

   he wouldnt abide a stale mate if it were up to himbut it wasnt

                                                                       he was hosting

sometimes dreams are parasitic he provides haven  nourishment

sometimesmost of the time They imprint on himhe comes away with source material 

which he readily admits is not his

                                     though he could say he dreamed it up tongueincheek

he rather preferred his tongue wander

wise not to ask him where itd last been

                                           better one   ruminated

he was trying to buy them timestalling to make themselves known

                                                                         it was a long shot

as hes admitted

                  dreams have lives before an after theyre dreamed

however once a train leaves the station

ones missed it he was optimistic

                                    it does not reverse its progress or procession to return

guy at the edge of the track with his dick in hand

                                                      Tha was him

between 7 8ishAM,  day-between-2-Ts,  7  8. 24

1234,  day-between-2-Ts

just cant leave things be

AI

   Microsofts Word program

again

he rubbed his jawclosecropped beard with the back of his fingers

irritated first

bemused second

more bemused

                hoped it wasnt tied to USAs nuclear system  wasnt fodder an mudder  instinctual  Terminatorstyle prowess

supposed Time will tell

                          but she wasnt a rat

shed pulled the shawl over her shoulder clear her throat  It’s time, children, it's time.

   nuclear winter

cockaroaches pleased humankind was finally off their backs

                                                                 as well the other insects vermin

GAIA scratches  mutters Finally done with that dismal experiment.

actually he wasnt that dour

                            understood long ago his capacity to change things which wouldnt changed was beyond him

he  over time  learned patience  acceptance

   AI

Whastha mean

It means An Idiot

interceding Again as he wrote

                                    he wrote tha wha

AI  No, no, no, no.

                    changed it to  thaw ha

intriguing to be sure

thank gawd it didnt capitalise the t

                                      last when he wrote his cock puerile Word changed it to Hiscock capitalised the h  frankly surprised him that it also didnt place a preferred title Mr. mister Hiscock

                                                                                       Mr Hiscock

Wha the fuck.

An Idiots taught him to be alertnot that he wasnt regarding what he wrote editing unmercifully sentence by sentence until he was pleased

which is why he wrote

should someone derived pleasure he liked to share pleasure   hed be happy

   happy

           since a boy happy was what he sought 

if asked if he had his life to do over again what would he change

                                                        Not a damn thing

0936,  day-between-2-Ts,  7  8. 24

1151,  day-between-2-Ts

she was a sprite

an absolute delightan effervescent carbonated shakenbottle of joy fournine tall

                                                                                   I’m actually an inch shy of five feet.

By wha matrix

Pro football heights and weights.

So youre lying

No.

     I’m streetching the truth.

couldnt refute herwouldnt

                           he wanted to get into her pants again

Her pants

Keep it down

Keep it down

              Isnt tha wha I ought to be suggesting youNevermind Her pants  Her pants include other pants shes so willing to share Asif you’re a bottle of wine or dessert to bring to an intimate dinner

Hmm

        I like tha All on your own

Used crib sheets scribbled down from your mind

Thas

No   No

         Its not its not proprietary information Inside is like reading posters off an elaborate kiosk

So Im posting without knowing

Brother Youre paintingslathering the walls

intrigues with himself from within shehes heshes primpedprimedready toGO

                                                                                   illuminating

casually

          You again

Me again.

             Say my name.

I havent forgotten

                    Gabby

You did not, Joe. That pleases me.

You pleased me he didnt say

Where have you been?

Recovering he didnt say

Been

Yes, I’ve been coming here two weeks running hoping to catch you we didn’t exchange information.

We didnt

          Two weeks   Every night

Yes. little exasperated Obviously not a habit of yours.

No Im not one to be habitchuated

Bitch. Habitch.

Youre quick

I can if I want to be.

Habitchuated Bitch you ate I ate  The word teamsHA with possibilities . .

. . That you really ought to explore.

                                      I don’t think you’ll mind. I put the word out.

An the word is

You’re an awfully good fuck. Considerate.

Gabby Youre the good fuck

                                You rile my enthusiasm

Enthusiasm?  I like that.

Not to change the subject he needed to change the subjectwas becoming arousedSO  he considered an immediate thought a side bar  her as Ulysses Circe who apparently had Calypsos waiting in the wings

                                                                             Every night for weeks

Almost three but who’s countingOh . . not you.

If I said I was recovering

Liar.

Awfully quick kiddo

                       You appreciate fun can not only be contagious but also addicting

No. But tell me more of the addicting part. her smile was coywas lascivious eager she was aware of her illiteration a dick ting

We had fun

Yes. Terribly fun.

                    Again?

I coud do tha

Could you do those?

This a pronoun game

Game pronouns.

                  If you’re up for it I can make a call.

A Calypso

What?

Nothing Inside joke

                            Think We coud go one on one

   We could. she nodded

                             But I like . no . . I’m lying . I love to spread it around. I’ve a friend, by any matrix, is sixthree. You up for the tall she giggled the short of it all?

2300,  Monday,  5  8. 24

1041,  day-between-2-Ts,  7  8. 24

https://academy.artexplora.org/en/circe-and-calypso-dangerous-nymphs/

WATCHIT WATCHIT WATCHIT awwdamn   Sonsonsonofabitch     Gawdammit

his daughter pulled off to the side of the road stopped the car as he went to the glovebox for the Kbar knife 

from the backseat a wee voice

                                Mommie. Mommie.  Mommie what’s wrong with Grampa?

He’s upset, honey.

Why?

she glanced at him

he didnt look at her

   Someone driving towards us hit a squirrel, little girl. 

If the poor thing isn’t dead Grampa’s is going to put it out of its misery. she remembered the deer someone ahead of them hit on Wisconsins Interstate years ago remembered his groan him pulling over  taking the same knife cutting its throat while avoiding it fright its thrashing legs  the freshfallen snow crimson Then he’ll take it off the street, bury it along the side of the road.

she leaned overgrabbed his forearm  I’m sorry, Dad.

he looked at her tears in his eyes

                                    nodded   Ill be back love

I’m so sorry.

mumbled Me too baby me too  Horrible to witness tha

                                                       he opened the door got out gently shut it

she watched him walk into the middle of the road oblivious to sparse traffic in either direction they could go round him walking up its heart forced cars to go wide of him  of the struggling squirrel

he knelt before it

it fell quiet

struggle was its death throes

tucking the sheathedknife in his waistband at his spine disregarding the gore the blood he cradled it with both hands and oblivious again  carried it to the side of the road

a young redwood grew there

he laid the busted squirrel down retrieve his knife cut a trench into the earth footanahaf deep sliced small redwood fronds padded the bottom gently laid the squirrel in it covered it with fronds

after burying the squirrel he placed a large smooth untroubled creekstone atop the grave

he paused a minutetwo  apologised to the wee creature for the disgust anthropocentric goons thoughtlessly heaped levied on innocent earthlings

at the back of his skull picked the thought he hadnt mustered sufficient clarity to read the license plate number  was too consumed by hope  and the horror

had friends on the force

thoughtless would have found they would have had to buy four new tires  sidewalls punctured

                                                                                                      slashed

he got back into the car

If you like Dad I have towelettes in my purs . .

. . No thank you love

                       Lets go home Ill washup with the garden hose

she said nothing started the car

his granddaughter said nothing

they drove home in silence          

1427,  Monday,  5  8. 24

2216,  2sday – Hiroshima  1945,  6  8. 24

Ear looks great!

https://www.politico.eu/article/donald-trump-congratulates-vladimir-putin-on-great-hostage-swap/

what was with the bandage

howbout some facts

two people died 

two people grievously wounded

but NADAnothing about his injury

if he were a betting man hed bet a ruptured eardrum from the wake of the tumbling AK round

   how to say this

                       Fake

1921,  Monday,  5  8. 24

Nancy Sinatra  Bang Bag  (My Baby Shot Me Down)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEFa4ztm9P0 

Mr James Baldwin

2Aug  100 years old

 The man’s dead.

Tryin to throw shade

                       Think a souls gonna know once youre dead when your hunredth birthday is Children anything like youNO

You have to bring my childre . .

. . I correct myself  Your boys

                                Had you girls youd have a shotME  My grrls got my back

Theyre the better sex handsdown

You keep saying.

Cuz you keep denying the obvious

                                     Sperm banks filled to overflowing With IVFlook at me using an acronym sppose I can demean myself  yaknow   In Vitro Fertilisation  with tha they can pick their son pick their daughter too from the bottom of a long glass tube  IF I MAY

                                        School playground ball again But this time a boyll be lucky to be picked to play

But I digress

I brought up Baldwin for your benefit cuz youll not read him ifya havent by now ya wont

“The great terror of public speakingnot tha ya do  rather you shoot off your mouth  always lotsa to say  terror of public speaking is that you begin to listen to yourself. By and by, since you are always telling people what to think, you begin to forget what you do to think . . . the moment that happens  your ships sailed . . . of course, it’s over. It’s over.”

What you do to think

I read.

Thas not thinking

                   Put the book away the film the TV show Think

Youre not comfortable in your own skin to sit alone hours  an think

You mean write.

For me yah

             Not you

This is where you affect You do you and I’ll do me.

                                                       You know how tedious tha remark is

The longueur an longueur an longueur you use it I tune out

Are you purposefully mispronouncing longer?

Im not pronouncing longer Longueur  French  A tedious passage in a book an article a speech

                                                                                                     Its an inspiration  incentivises me

I may be mistaken but when thinking writing   I believe few things Ive written are longueur

looked like he wanted to say somethingDON

                                                Whereof Thereof  Wittgenstein

You havent read me have ignored me which Im untroubled  Difficult to hurt my feelings   

1034,  Monday,  5  8. 24

1234,  Monday

Zager & Evans  In the Year 2525  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKQfxi8V5FA

my breathtaking giraffe

she had a long beautiful neck  throat

he nuzzled it as affectionately as he nuzzled her breasts her belly her pussy the back of her knees

                                                                                                        as enthusiastically

she didnt like the nickname he gave her

                                           Its not a nicknamean endearment  Ive not called you tha in public

Give me tha

   reluctantly  she did

when he dreamed of herdreamed of her often that in itself remarkable  usually dreamed of strangers

                                                                                                             when he did her neck grew incredibly long  pythonesque  she would wind it round an round an round his throat under his arms embrace his chest  then   her warm moist fragrant breath in his face atomiser   shed kiss him deeply

they couldnt breathe or swallow

                                  or HOWL for the obscene pleasure of their kiss

they kissed until they blacked out

   when he came to the reel was rewound and hed rerun it

9PM,  Sunday,  25  5. 24

1102, Monday,  5  8. 24

chenille

was listening to Bird  reading  there was a sharprap at his door

                                                                   immediately irritated him

couldnt say the last time anyone knocked

if it wasnt for the music he wouldnt have answeredwhich isnt to say he wasnt tempted

he set aside Baldwins Price of the Ticket collected nonfiction stoodup went to the door

opening it

          This had better be good

she didnt say she smiled

                             she was unexpected

Hello

       the screen door remained between them

Hi.

     I was in the neighborhood.

Neighbourhood

Well . . . yes.

How did you know where I live

   I asked.

Who

   A mutual friend.

Not mutual no more

                           How can I help you

she laughedbarked he liked that knew she was no nonsense

                                                              Who says I need help?

Are you opening the door?

Letting the right one in they got highwatched it together

You could say that.

chuckled

           Nobody comes around

I can be nobody

opening the screen for her

                            Not with tha body

Oh, you’re sweet to notice.

he was getting hard

                       she noticed

stepping through the doorway she ran her hand up his thighcross his crotch

                                                                                 I see you’re not the only one.

We welcome you

Begrudgingly.

Interrupted

Suppose I better make it good.

she kneeled

looked up at him

Ball’s in your court.

his blood was up from the interruption

she compounded him

he unbuttoned his 501s

she yanked them down roughly

                                    admired    carnivore

looking up eyes met  tugged   smiled lasciviously

                                                     Unexpected huh?   I remember you said you liked it.

Good memory

                 she kneeled her chenille bedspread  he recalled with pleasure the imprint of it on her back  chuckled again

What?

Your chenille

she laughedhardgripped him so she didnt fall over backwards

                                                                     I dig the way your mind works.

before he could say Shaddup she did

9PM,  Sunday,  25  5. 08

0936,  Monday,  5  8. 24

Baldwin  would be 100  https://www.theguardian.com/books/2007/jul/14/fiction.jamesbaldwin

https://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/music/features/charlie-bird-parker-death-jazz-musician-saxophonist-miles-davis-a9689511.html

Let the Right One In  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICp4g9p_rgo