she asked him Who are you writing for?    So much?

Who 

           she poured them another tequila

he liked hanging with her because she always had a bottle of tequilafucked like a rabbit  was  insatiable

he tried every trick in the book

                                 she knew them

he was terribly afraidconcerned  he might bore her

                                                        No.

she said

I think I’ve fallen in love with your cocknot you . . your cockif . if you thought to leave it with me I’d pay you handsomely.

 

Id not be handsome without a cock

                                        No.

Not without a cock. she said

   So 

So . . . I can imagine.

 

Imagine

Yes.

   Yes   Thas the extent of . .

. . Are you intent on being a dullardImagine.

Imagine

Yes.

          Can you imagine the extent I can pleasure myself without . . . you?                     

   Without me

                     Youd have my cock

Your precious cock.

                        You can’t doachieve . . . the gymnasti . .

. . Nasty

Gymnastics.

                I can achieve . . . . without . . youOR.

Or

You could consent . . . for me to a mold of your beautiful cock so I could have and hold and to . . . well . you can imagine.

              I wouldn’t have to break your back.

You’re not flexible.

Willing.

              But not flexiblenot a slight . . . you’re not.

Im not

         Man has to know his limitations

Nice that you can admit that.

   Why nice

Most men can’t and I’d rather not hurt you.

                                               I understand making the mold is . . . . gratifying.

You willing to gratify me after.

   Ohyes.  Afterwards, I’d be happy to blow your mind.

Warm your plaster Cindy  Im all in

1111preferred to 2311,  Sunday,  30  3. 25

https://www.theguardian.com/music/2022/apr/25/cynthia-plaster-caster-the-artist-whose-rock-star-penis-sculptures-asked-big-questions-about-manhood

Whoacaught a new term

                            ripshit  adj

ENRAGEDotherwise  highly emotional

 

felon  f/elon  Signalgate

                             administrations motley cocksuckincrew see screw in there  tossedsalad

made him ripshit mad

no  notenough to lose his mind

                                  but to become    violent

his go-to

            that

someone could rely on him

                             fists scarred nose broken chippedmissing teeth

physical violence  oneonone  not gangland

                                              not extraneous overthetop knife wounds gunshot wounds

cut throat bullet in the head arent wounds

theyre usually death

hes not encouraging that

just wants to stand toetotoe with an adversary

                                                  but

is knowledgeableaware that manymany arent willing to stand on their hindlegsneed to outnumber him

that

      that forces him to utilise dumb equality

1349,  Sunday,  30   3. 25

1757,  Sunday

Free Speech  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JrhrUFWlqlw

he lovedlovedoved  that question during interviews

                                                       he was expansivethrew his armswide asif to embrace it breastfeed it Im glad you asked   was effusive could  barely     barelyhardly restrain him  Thank you thank you    Thank you

delighted the interviewer

                          they noddedgrinnedsmiledbig  if they could have patted themselves on the back a reachround they would have

Thank you for asking

You’re welcome.

 

 

    then he let it sit  cool

                                  then

he worked silence work against them  stole   their soveryclever ploy  strategy  FILL THE VOID

   

    finally times money he was wasting theirs  they cleared their throat asif he wasnt paying attentionwasnt sitting across the grilling table desk whahaveyou from them

                                                                  cleared their throat again

he watchedhe saw

                     he remained quiet

they played their hand

                               Again.  Where do you see yourself in five years, ten years?

he questioned affirmed  Alive

1214,  Sunday,  30  3. 25

Dire Straits  Money for Nothing  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRDgihVDEko

William James  Philosopher   You familiar

I’ve . . . I believe I’ve heard of him.

Varieties of Religious Experiences

That tells me nothing.

A book he wrote hes  probably    most wellknown for

No.  I don’t think I’m familiar with him.

I read a timely quote by him last night

                                         Had I not begun your practice of reading in bed before sleep I woudnt have gotten to it for a couple of days

Ah.  Then you wouldn’t have bored me today because I’m gone tomorrow on my road trip. You probably would have forgotten to share with me by the time I returned.

Entirely possible

                   My benefit your loss

I see you brought the book.

I did

And you’re gonna read the passage to me.

I am

Can we refresh our coffee first.

We shoud

Is it a long passage?

Its not

Thank God.

A short pertinent passage

                             Ill take a snort in my coffee

Really? Whiskey in the AM?

This is a worthwhile occasion

S’ppose I ought to join you you’re takin’ yours black?

As the Ace of Spades

Clubs are too.

Im more fond of sharp things

Fair enough.

Its a single paragraph tha begins with the authors commentary then slips into the quote

Alright. he held up his mug   Here’s mud in your eye.

Na Zdrowie

they tapped mug  sipped

Ohmy  Tasty coffee

The coffee or the booze?

They compliment each other

Thank you.

Thank you  Youre welcome

                                 It begins  A great nation is not saved by wars  This regards our civil war

The Civil War? You didn’t say James was writing then.

My apologeezs  I knew him you didnt I shoud have said

Please continue, I didn’t mean to interrupt.

No  My mistake

                     It is saved  James quote begins . . . by acts without external picturesqueness; by speaking, writing, voting reasonably; by smiting corruption swiftly – can you say Signalgate – by good temper between parties; by the people knowing true men when they see them, and preferring them as leaders to rabid partisans or empty quacks.

                                                Donald   duck

   Couldn’t resist.

I coud not

approximately 3PMishmash,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

0956,  Sunday,  30  3. 25

he couldnt see anything outside the inside of his head

a grim place to be held against his will   his wont

                                                     didnt imagine his prince would come

he wasnt fetching

women get all the princes

he attracted thugswannabe thugs 

                                     You lookin’ at me? 

No  Wasnt

You were.

No  Toldya I wasnt

Were.

            Wanna step outside bitch?

dem was fightin words

                     Bitch

he snarled canines exposed

                                That’s what I said.

Give me a moment to   think it over

                                           Consider

either the smile grew bigger or his canines lengthened

                                                          Sure.   Bitch.

loved when dumb people doubleddown on dumb

                                                    he pickedup the pitcher of beer he was pouring from an drank from it

Still thinkin’?

Appears so  Ya tha thick

he pushed back on his stoolstepped down strode his way

                                                              Let’s take this outside bitch.

appeared it was time for him to use wordsterms of endearment

                                                                      Youre right  Cunt

stepped down from his stool as the guy came upgot in his face

                                                                   Stepback

We takin’ this outsid . .

. . Yah

he stepped back

                slammed him across the side of his head with the halffull pitcherwent down in a heap  kicked him in the balls for good measure

pulledup the hood on his hoodie

wasnt his neighbourhood

                           nobodyd know him from Adam

went out into the night air

                             accosted himself  Job well done bitch

1413,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

Our Lady of Blue Heaven

looking over his shoulder

                               Yathinkinbout givin her a go

Our Lady

Our Lady of Blue Heaven  Yah

    Thinkin

You liked the library at the top of the widewide flight of marble stairs from the nave

I did I do

         Crazy transitionhuh From Mass to the library to the enormous blue poolreflecting pond at its heart surrounded by bookracks desks tables and chairs tha ascendedwha another fourfive storeys

                                                                                                  overlooking it

Woudve loved to have seen the structure from without

Yah   We never got there

                                   You had to swim

I  you forget the blonde tanned athletic lifeguard her cherryred swimsuit sunglasses you coudnt see into the whistle off the lanyard dancing at her breasts

She smelled like hot coconut

No She waswhy  you had to swim

                                           You remember the thirtyfoot tall Blue Madonna behind her

Our Lady of Blue Heaven

Tha was she

Shes hazy  To be fair  a carved cool icon versus a agile mobile hot bod . . .

 

You gonna finish tha thought

    Deduce

Cant

Why

Sidelined by the gorgeous relics in the niches among the tens of thousandshunreds of thousands musty leatherbound books

    Things  objects  versus    a warm woman

You like books

I do

      Prefer livinbreathin women a whole lot more

Particularly if theyre gonna save me from myself

    Save you from yourself

Cramp   Begin to drown

Cramp

Yah

You

Yah

    Any chance the cramp might be an erection

Please

You deduce

There is tha

There is isnt there

Theres there

   This is terrible

Ya know whawoudbe   so cool

Wha

Rather than swim    I walk on water

                                         The reflecting pool  reservoir   tempting

It associatedrelated  up from the nave the chancel not far from the foot of the marble flight glimpsing up

Ascension

Really  Youre dancin at the edge upmightclose to  sacrosanct

 

I thinkI believe    no  I believe   I can walk on water

    Whys tha

No big deal

              Like Jesus  Id know where the stones are

7AMishmash,  reggaefriday,  23  6. 23  written on the back of a page printed at 14:27:10 on 9/19/19

110preferred to 1310,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

    Ya stymied

A tad

Ya thinkin   Joyce

Yaread my mind

    I am your mind

Theres tha

Shall we

We shall

           got up went down the hall to the bedroom and atop his dresser between stained glass bookends his wife gave him for Christmas last century he kept his favourite hardbound books many First Editions  The Dawn of Everything Finnegans Wake The Vorrh Vincent Van Gogh The Autobiography of Benvenuto Cellini illustrated by Dali Henry Millers Tropic of Cancer Tropic of Capricorn Hemingways The Nick Adams Stories The Short Stories of Hemingway  Random Houses 1930 edition of Moby Dick

                                                                                          returned to the studio

We randomly opening Finnegans

We are

Im gonna close my eyes

Me too  Then drop a finger in it

they did

          opening their eyes

Then, then, as soon as the lump his back was turned, with her mealiebag slang over her shulder, Anna Livia, oysterface, forth of her Bassein came.

    Do anything for ya

No   You

Nah

      Once more

Im game

AGAIN

         . . . he got the charm of his optical life when he found himself (hic sunt lennones!) at pointblank range blinking down the barrelYOU REMEMBER    Let me finish    down the barrel of an irregular revolver of the bulldog with a purpose pattern, handled by an unknown quarreler who, supposedly, had been told off shade and shoot shy Shem should the shit show his shiny shnot out awhile to look facts in their face before being hosed and creased (uprip and jack him!) by the six or a dozen of the gay boys. pg 179

Sheesh  Before you rememberwe remember  whats the Latin

Lennones

Yah

Here be lions

Whas tha supposed to mean

                                . . . he found himself (hic sunt lennones!) at pointblank range blinking down the barrel

It was used by ancient Roman medieval cartographers to mark unknown potentially dangerous territories on maps  TERRORtories if I may    You may    I did    You did   Signifies the absence of human knowledge or control in those areas

    Thas interesting as hell

Yah

Is tha where you wherewent when tha twelvegauge doublebarrel shotgun was leveled in your face One trigger pulled    Then the second    I thought you wereWEwere gonna get it with the second  the first foreplay

You  me    both

                   I wasnt hic sunt lennones here be lions I was    If I may    Please    We were This is how people die    Yah    We didnt attack him we waltzed out of there    WE did ya miss the .thirtyeight in his belt    Wha    Yadid    Idid    Yah the shotgun provocation selfdefence    FUCK    Fuckright    Im happy we waltzed    For guysgals who don danceYah    Yah

    The things tha shoudve killed us

We got nine livesfigure  threetwo more before BINGO!  

1111,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

https://www.worldhistory.org/Benvenuto_Cellini/

they were talking

                       distracted

he was having trouble listening to her  her angst bubblingfrothy    exercised

                                                                        Kiddo

he interruptedwished they were face to face rather on the phone

she croaked What? stunned by his abruptness

Excuse me  donmean to be rude

No.  Not rude.

                 I was takin’ to the jets.

he smiled distantly  wryly   liked she copped some of his speech

                                                             I got a hot one for ya

A reprieve?

   No   Theres no reprieve for tha

                                    Tha was cruel   Grotesque

Deliberate.

No doubt

             Showin their true colours

   What?

Ya sitting down

I can.

You should

I hate when you say that.

 

   Down.

              What’s hot?

Theyre not hers

she swallowed Not.    Hers.

No   Too muchfar  far    too much

   How?

You saw  you held Mom

Yes.

These are more than Mom

 

                                  A portion is supposed taken

 

 

Are you okay

 

   a sob  I can’t talk now.

Im sorry  Call me when you can I love you

Love you bye.

           hungup

disembarking    took a sip of coffee  cold

                                            he had no idea how long he was sitting there

dead phone in his hand

stood

placed it in its cradle

                          he crossed the kitchen to the sink and dumped the coffee turned went to the liquor cabinet behind him and poured the coffee cup full of whiskey took a huge eyewatering gulp   he returned to the dinette chair sat set the cup on the tableheld it between his fingers and looked out the window at nothing in particular

he couldnt see anything outside the inside of his head

1022,  Thursday,  6  3. 25

1007,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

Dark Sorrow Ambient Music  Lost  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4IXvD-3NFM&t=1036s

Assembly   by Natasha Brown

                                   her character asks on page 21 early yet Did I prefer this to sleeping alone?

shes a young woman

he turned the question on himself

                                    because

her character didnt seem satisfiedhed only just met her they hadnt spent sufficient time together

he was reading

                   an interloper   vagrant

voyeur

           no bullshit opts please  spectator observer viewer onlooker    watcher 

watcher

                  fuckin voyeursby any other name would smell as sweet 

Bill stoodup  offended

Sit downsit  your ass  down

                                Ya coined itI give you credit  but ya don get a say in wha climate circumstance situation youre words are used

Out of your mouth

Onto a page inked with a quill

Print set

They don belong to you anymore

However forever   youll be the Author

                                          The Authority

Did she or he prefer this to sleeping alone

he will read on

hell write on

   maybe by the end of her book theyll know the answer

1705,  reggaefriday,  28  3. 25

0928,  Saturday,  29  3. 25

Stephen Stills  Love the One You’re With   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZyj6GECjZ0