the alarm disliked it with extreme prejudice clock woke him at Fourfortyfive

shaved

        Managements earnest suggestion  who knew they bothered with what he looked like  his departmental work was peerless 

heard the coffee machine start

showered

dressed

entering the kitchen turned on News radio

as a bagel toasted he poured himself a bowl of Cheerios topped with Grape-Nuts sliced banana tumbled blueberries

filled his thermos with black coffee poured himself a cup

SAT

breakfast finished News hadnt irritated him too much  he relaxed  looked out the window through wisteria into the grassy courtyard at the rear of the condo

                                    finished his coffee

going to stand to do the dishes his legs didnt work

                                                     his ass  numb

bottom of the coffeecup  grime   wasnt grounds

he licked the end of his pinkie swiped it tasted it

                                                   bitter

his wakeup was drugged

he swallowed his coffee in good faith without scepticism

                                                                    preferred C to K didnt need to be remindedunderstood KEPT

his scepticism     

Christ

        wasnt Six yet

he didnt concern himself with being poisoned

    by someone he loved or cared for

someone

           who had access to him

 

it would have been awfully nice to get back into bed

                                                         even if he was dressed made him chuckle

0510ishness,  Sunday,  10  2. 08

0923,  day-between-2-Ts,  28  8. 24

riding side by side on the bus into town he turned his headlooked at him

                                                                              You said . . Moanday?

I did

Why?

Im not sleeping well

                      Another aspect is my fear  I wont have a chance to say goodbyesay goodbye  to my Dadmy father-in-law  one of the most unique relationships Ive ever had with a man

                                                                          Our mutual respect founded our discordant love 

Hes in Hospice care in Arizona

I’m sorry. I didn’t know.

tears welledup in his eyes

                             This is one of a few times I am almost grateful my wife isnt here  Losing Maw my mother-in-law was very very difficult for her Losing her father would have been a dagger to her heart

Inevitable

            Inevitability batters down any door

I am terribly sorry.

he did get to see him

was able to make the trip

had to leave 

               was a week before his Dad died  Halloween of course he did his favourite holiday

their last words 

                  I love you very much Dad

I love you too, Tiger.

leaving his room he pausedturned in the doorway

                                                        Ill be seeing ya

    I’ll be watching.

Noonish,  Moanday – Starbucks,  8  10. 07

1133,  2sday,  27  8. 24

his daughter flew in spent a few days went through the boxes she had in storage he was maintaining

                                                                                                            About time, huh, Papa?

When it was its time

It’s time?

Yah

Kind of a weird way to look at it.

No not necessarily

                    Im sure youve heard everything in its own time

I have. I don’t agree.

Youre welcome to disagree

Dad, I came across this, it’s yours.

three sheets of paper

he wrote on the back of printouts of cellular phone feature matrixes

                                                                        waste not want not

upper left corner angled

                25  9. 07

            Tuesday even-ing

need even-ings to balance out workdazes

                                             immediately right P/REACH

right an beneath it  centered  

You cannot p/reach me

You cannot preach me

You cannot reach me

                         belligerent

under the angled corner workdazes

                                       he continued

and during our daze our rote our ME-chanisms thrown to make our mealy bread meating our sustenance our sub-sistenths

           to coin a phraise  anon anon anon

And so it goes

                and Oh Well . . .  the Gospel of Sot Kurt  Wit-ness of Dresden  City-cum-Oven

inhale  “What’s that smell?”

inhaled  “What is that smell?

inhelle  “Aw, they went and burned it.”

inhelled  “Yeah. Badly. Way overdone.”

 

---------  0  ---------

The point!

There is no point.

and the frustrage of it

wants violence

First Chair and Second Chair Violence

the epitome of hardstrung heartstrings struck and dragged with resined catgut screaming . . .

    page three

                angled in the uppercorner as the first page

MY GAWD

ZOUNDS

          immediately right  a harrowing caterwaul  catwail

beneath

         The planet believing its wheel needs greasing brakes . . .  tries to stop . . .  physics  hurling momentum scatters gravity

          gravely bravely floats away

and that which NOT has been is flung

                                          unfurled

                                                      unraveled      TO UNK

seeing he finished reading his daughter asked  Keeping it?

Ill hang onto it for a while

                            Hard to believe I wrote it straight

Are you sure? she teased

Trust me I didnt know anyone who had access

Ah. That was later.

   Much later smart ass

1242,  2sday,  27  8. 24

“The deeper an artist sinks into the time stream the more it becomes oblivion; because of this he must remain close to the temporal surfaces. Many would like to forget time altogether, because it conceals the ‘death principle’.”

                                                                                                   Lucy R. Lippard  Overlay

sounded hairy to him

                        the force the energy of endings

it was suggested he would be wise to entertain itJOKE he pumpedpumped locked his brakes was on a skid of deaths and that huge momentum was proving inviolate stingy  refused to be overcome

he hazarded Truth is the vision closed eyes can see

    And what of eyes sprungwide in shock or suddenawake, what of them? annoyed Is suddensight subjected to confusion, diaspora, lying?

Or is truth when finally gazed at, obscured by distraction? so very much deliberately crowding in to be seen

   Disattraction

Distraction.

Dystopic

            Dystraction dysattraction

Do you have to do that?

For as much as you wont

    eventuallyhe assumed  it would slow slow and stop

until then he was holding on trying hard to appreciate what he suffered what was keeping him so very present   

Sunday – Beverly Hills,  3  6. 07

1031,  2sday,  27  8. 24

https://carlgreer.com/working-with-the-archetypal-energy-of-endings-the-death-principle/

schizophrenia

schizoids

           denounced bestialised in pamphlets journals letters

whos the schizoid we desperately attempt to avoid for fear of what she or he might reveal in ourselves

                                                                                                          that sudden realeyesation  familiarity

that discomfort

consternation

the questions

                    despondency regarding our sensual disposition  our sensuality dispossessed

we he has a mouse in his pocket are treblyterribly notoriously thinskinned   insecure

we harbor dubious confidence in who we are

                                                for

as many waonder who we areKNOW THYSELF or insensitively buttfucked if we do not

  we have “A fragile purchase on the world . . .” 

IS . . .

is who

we

are

is

who

we

are

 

IS

WHO

WE

ARE

730ishnessPM, Monday,  7  7. 08

& Friday,  26  9. 08

0856,  2sday,  27  8. 24

Elton John  Madman Across The Waters  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nq4J_n6vMYo

LOST & FOUND

I went over hard

fell on my face

cutoff at my knees

I felt no disgrace

at my cries  my tears

I had no idea of what took place

then standing again

not understanding

not all of me was there

that parts I didnt think I could shake

endedup in the LOST & FOUND

endedup in a lousy box

overflowing with needless and needed things

things that didnt matter a damn

that anyone looking through it

would waste their time to steal

there were things that were tempting

but wouldnt fit

werent the right size

would have looked odd on

because it didnt belong to them

so those waited waited in the LOST & FOUND

as I did

waiting waiting for you

in the time that followed

I wasnt as fast

some spark had cooled

juices chilled

waiting waiting for you

I didnt know if my family  friends knew

and didnt say

or made excuses

for what went away

however I didnt sit still

unaware my colours changed

or I ate myself

in ways different  and alone

so I waited waited for you

the LOST & FOUND has its place

as I have mine

when unexpectedly

you arrived

and you recognised something of yours

something you didnt lose

but hoped to find

and the waiting waiting

fell behind

though others things were tempting

they wouldnt fit

werent the right size

would have looked wrong

didnt belong

Now were not waiting

weve been LOST and found

lost and FOUND

we arent waiting

weve been LOST & FOUND 

day-between-2-Ts,  1  10. 08

1907,  Monday,  26  8. 24

he had to disagree when a woman said that Jesus spoke in parables

We  excuse me I  do not know tha

                                     I know he spoke in Aramaic  Understand also in Hebrew

The word parable did not exist until the late Thirteenth Century

                                                                    Not during Jesusspeak

The Gospels were written long after the man Jesus Christ was deadlong after the apostlesslashdisciples were dead

Mark is believed written in 60s CE Matthew Luke 80s John 100years later none were responsible for the gospels attributed to themnone inscribed a word within the shadow of Jesus’ death

They were  according to Matthew  ChapterTen verses TwothroughFour

Simon who is called Peter

his brother Andrew

James son of Zebedee a fisherman

his brother John

Philip

Bartholomew

Thomas

Matthew the Evangelist the tax collector somebodys gotta keep the books

James son of Alphaeus also father of Matthew

Thaddaeus

Simon the Zealot

Judas Iscariot the suicide

A parable is an allegorical or metaphysical narrative presenting a moral for instruction

                                                                                            therefore at best

it is an assumption Jesusspeak was in parables

                                                    The Church did not ultimately come together ratified if one woud until 367 CE perhaps  formally  with the Athanasius’ Easter Letter binding the Old Testament wha is the Hebrew Bible with the New Testament

    Well, I know he did.

Faith aint reason

between 1400 & 1500hrs,  Sunday,  25  8. 24

1512,  Monday,  26  8. 24

https://www.etymonline.com/word/parable#:~:text=%22allegorical%20or%20metaphorical%20narrative%2C%20usually,Latin%20parabola%20%22comparison%2C%22%20from

https://www.protomartyr.org/our-faith/which-came-first-the-church-or-the-new-testament/

https://christianhistoryinstitute.org/magazine/article/athanasius-defines-new-testament

https://www.scrollpublishing.com/store/Athanasius.html

https://www.britannica.com/topic/Old-Testament

had a healthy crap

cut his toenails

trimmedup before the sink

shaved

took a shower

washed his hair

toweled off

QTipped his ears

brushed out his hair

brushed his teeth

pickedup his cats one by one tellingem to be good  Ill seeya later

was off to shoot some pool

outside his ferals bigfoot wee confronted himSTOP ya know Im treating ya they were his Watchcats Library Lions

    toldem dinner would be late

drove to a friends house

she was having her mob overdecided it was time he breakout of his stringent ascetic she said that routine

                                                                                                               Shake some cobwebs loose.

Really  Cobwebs

                  Not cobwebs up her fanny an believes in giving to the poor 

she was silent on the other end of the phone

Maryanne Faithfull Why D’ya Do It  Queue it up on youtube

                                                                Talkbout shaking cobwebs free  Or I can bring the album we can share with your friends

I think not.

             Knowing your tastes.

I like your tastes

You can quit with that.

You mean  today

You’re incorrigible.

he laughed

             Sppose I have many more moments than most

You don’t have to suppose.

Then I wont

                  Thasaid

 

 

Yes?

You wanna get it off your chest

her turn to say

                Really?

Yes really

she cleared her throat her throat was lovely a long neck the back of her knees inside her elbows her armpits  Awright.

                                                                                                                     Will you try to stay off the walls?

Thas my grrl I can try  As long as no one throws me against them

                                                                         Fair

You won’t provoke them.

Ill try

       As long as they don say something idiotic I retain my right to identify IQs

You don’t believe in IQs.

No

    Unless it serves my purpose if provoked

You’re the provocateur.

Im a lot of –E U Rs

she laughed

               You are entertaining . . to a point.

Really want to extend the invitation

I do yes. I’ll take my chances.

Good

       As long as you understand theres a chance

At some point well shoot as a team

We’ll see.

    How bout  this

I’m suspicious of your tone.

Good ears Even over the phone her ears were lovely too

At evenings end If your mob doesnt linger

 

    Yes?

We play

You want to take money off of me? I’m the host.

No

      Clothes

1337,  Sunday,  25  8. 24

1137,  Monday,  26  8. 24

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzaqxWQN6z8

heart tears

a tailored dystopia suffering  though not unkind selfsuffering entered interrupted his dream

in it he was able to access could lucid dream enable himself  holograms  feathered people he knew to live againexist again they were dead they talkedjokedlaughed were animated realised their gestures tics moved around allabout him

    which was queer

because a crushingmajority if he had to put a number on it 99pointsomething of people he dreamed interacted with  were strangers

         a goodly majority strange

he heard himself ask

                      Why are you doing this

he was abruptWhy

                    don you shutup

    one by one he deployed them hologramed them

                                                       he could have opened the wholelot at oncesurrounded himself

but that would have killed himDIED of a broken heart

                                                           instead

joyfully suffered them one by one

until he was exhausted

lucidly he shuttered the holograms

to actually sleep

                  engendered worthlessentertaining commercial breaks to take him to waking

he woke with tears in his eyes

    heart tears  

darkAM,  Monday,  26  8. 24

1023,  Monday

2049  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuV2c-6js8w

Doors  People Are Strange  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N23X70m37L8