I suffer allergens acute reactions to Honey-do lists

                                                       Didem long time   Perhaps  perhaps too long

Although at the time I considered them necessary    Instrumental

Perhaps  I was bamboozled

    Happens to enablers

Shame on meshame on us

    These days

I makeem for myself

Theyre not nearly as long  Or complicated

One

At the beginning of the week for the entire week  Sometimes two weeks  Weeks

                                                                                 Shit 

Occasionally a month

Theres a nice a wonderful thing about month-long lists

                                                                  I usually misplace those

Misplaced

The following month Ill make another

 

    You put things off for a month?

I said occasionally

                        The only one bitched woud be me

An Ill not bitch myself

                         A slight masochist

Not a by-the-letter sadist

You’re making me uncomfortable.

Walk away

                 Are you leashed by a list

 

I am.  Frankly.

A man a woman

A woman.

There an equality

 

     Equalit . .

. . Share obligations

I thought of them as so.

    At the beginning

At the beginning.

You understand youre being taken advantaged of

 

    Yes.               

You understand you have the solution

Yes.

    We have nothing to talk about

Balls in your court

 

Frankly

            I dig it when I lose my list

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2251,  Sunday,  25  1. 26

Neil Young  A Man Needs a Maid  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bORW_YEmHwY

two of his indoor cats were going crazy catnipcrazy over outdoor scents

                                                                            its two cents on his socks

Take that!

indoor cats cant

                    those smells are alien   enticing

he could relate if he could smell

                                     his nose has been broken three times  hes older his sense of smell minimised smell minimised taste minimised he could bitch but where would that get himfucking  nowhere   man

believing its furthur up the foodchain

                                         microwavable bybye meals  he hasnt one

Mankinde is doomed

                       all hell breaks loose when theyre forced out into the naked world to face mountain cats theyve been murdering wolves theyve been murdering coyotes theyve been murdering

                                                                                                        Fuck

he could see cattle pigs chickens fowl also seeking their vengeance  Letem  hes been eating legumes for half a decade  

Kneel  

Bow  

      For forgiveness?

ocean fish in the surf acting like piranhas deep ocean whales orcas great white kraken marlin swordfish tuna pollock cod tearing Mankinde a new asshole  its tasty

                                                                lobster crab shrimp

oysters cockles clam razor clams scallops mussels surfacing for bites of their own

myriad multitudinous insects

    it was about time tables were turned

                                                  Come now  No whining

Let the chips fall where they may

no weeping for humanitys cruelty   inhumanity

cant say we didnt know where to draw the linewe knew

                                                                    but who was going to make us 

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1908,  Sunday

Beatles  Nowhere Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8scSwaKbE64

. . . something woud have been nice

You’re not going to cut Dad some slac . .

. . No

talking with his brother over the telephone

None at all

    You really ought to.

You can

            Age is a date on the calendar

Once a year

Its whas inside ones head

And if one is physically hampered?

One can be physically hampered their whole life an acquaintance English his brother was deprived of oxygen during birth weighed two pounds nine ouncesmight have been the charitable thing to do to have let him die but in those were the days physicians were keen on proving their expertise at keeping a baby alive

Short term success

Lifelong horrifically disabled

Has never walked 

Is sixty years old

Has always been institutionalised

                               Joy

Age is a date once a year

I’m sorry for your acquaintance.

Be sorry for his brother

                          A successful experiment keeping a baby alive  Talley tha column

You’re being a bit of a brute.

You miss his birthweight two pounds nine ounces

                                                         Ive taken shits tha have weighed more

A grim brute

The only solace I can muster is tha there are prisoners who have endured solitary confinement sixty years

They can walk can communicate

The man does not speak

                            Sixty years

 

Tha said  Something woud have been nice

                                                 It was his sons birthday had no recollections of bringing him home

Mom woud have

    She would have. I agree.

Thank you

               We discussed memories those I had  triggered hers

Her mind was sharp

She died at eightysix

Her mind was sharp

Dad's was at eightysi . .

. . I woud disagree

                        Memory   Muscle memory    Memory muscle

Don use it

               Lost

Is that what you attribute your nuts memory to?

Ive no idea

                I do enjoy it though

To the disappointment, sometimes umbrage, of the rest of your siblings, family.

Whell

          Not having lived among you as long as I haveif umbrage water off a ducks back

 

I trigger your memories

You do.

Umbrage

Occasionally.

    Ive no apologises

Something woud have been nice

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1412,  Sunday,  25  1. 26

Correct me if Im wrong

Since youve said you know we will  mariachi

    Routine

Jah

R  O  U  T  I  N  E

Jah

However

           R  O  U  T  E  I  N  E

Thas clever

Which gave way  yamight have seen the chyron

                                                       U  T  E  R  I  N  E   Uterus

From where mammalian life spawns sprawls

Crawls

Not human mammals

                           Animals mammals

Lots ofem are up an kickin within hours of birth

                                                       I was quite pitiful at birth  waiting  saw their eyes roll

I said  I was quite pitiful at birth

Another way to look at tha statement  A permission statement     An invite

                                                                                   If you dare

Id expect nothing less

You were pitiful 

Thas better

              We began  Correct me if Im wrong

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1115,  Sunday,  25  1. 26

. . . Well

 

 

Well . . .

           

                   Well what?

Well well

 

You drive me nuts.

                       Please.

What’s well well?

A well well

              The water I made our coffee with

I walked to the village square and from the well I tossed a bucket in retrieved it were drinking it

looked like hed been shot bottled water drinker that he was That may not have been wise.

Im not thought to be wise

                                   Im curious

I drank from it tasted good before I committed to carrying a full bucket back  Cold  Pristine

                                                                                                  Au naturel

Like in olden days

And you chose not to give me an option . not to be part of your . . . your adventure misadventure . that for it we might get some type of fauna, parasite, unfurling in our guts?

    From one parasite to another

                                          We also might not

catching his bemused expression guy always sought bemusement Don’t you dare say . . live a littl . .

. . I cant help myself

                          Live a little

angrily You know, for someone with staid routines, when you step out you really step out.

I do  But I thought it woud be nice to have a partner for a change

                                                                                      he beat his eyelashes Youre they

I’m me not they. You poison me, and then assign me a pronoun.

Mes a pronoun

                 Youre self-referential scratched at the scab of an old continuing argument

Your severe hardwired tendency to use yourself as the benchmark the gold standard for understanding anything

Things have to pass through the sieve tha is you

                                                     I suppose well see wha kind of sieve you actually are

he glared not an attractive look If I get ill your paying for my treatment.

Or not

          So pessimistic

Thas my job

Screw you.

Pessimistically optimistic

Screw.   You.

    Aah  Live a little woudya

sometime AM,  Sunday,  25  1. 26

Free  Wishing Well  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIotFhpGmc0 

little deaths

watching a film called Sorry, Baby

written and directed

who knows better than who wrote it

                                                no one

he loved the presentation of doors viewed through other doorways

windows viewed seeing without  seeing  reflected   within

when people leave

                          waving goodbye  the sudden alonelonesomeness

   driving away

                     trying to escape the lonesomeness at their backs     escape

their hearts heavy

their lungs sigh despite their best efforts to suppress the sigh

 

hes lonesome when they leave him

leaving through the front door

through windows

up the chimney like smoke

                            vanished

before his eyes

he only blinked

theyre gone

                       Where did you go

I said goodbye.

I didnt expect you to go until goodbye went out of my ears

                                                             I didn’t know it lingered.

It does

I didn’t know.

                    How long does it take?

I don know

                People are always gone before its gone

It reminds me . . .

 

Reminds you?

Jah

 

Of what?

 

Tha gasp tha little death

                                When we cum

Irretrievable

 

 

Is there anything I can sa . .

. . No

                 No        

1925,  Saturday,  24  1. 26

he knew the gambitdidnt get it

                                  he wasnt one to be jealous and yet guys thought they could make him jealous of them going out with women who did not interest him in the least

he wasnt attracted physically first hurtle

wasnt attracted to their minds second

    Strike Two an youre out

there was nothing beyond beyond Strike Two

                                                did they think that bragging the women were easy interested him

it offended himwasnt theirs to say

                                     did they not think that that painted them easy too

another offence

why even bother approaching him

locker room talk

                        who wanted to listen to a bunch of cuntsold enough to know better

acting juvenal

acting venal

 

Dude, you have no idea what you’re missing.

                                                   asif Dude inspired him               

perhaps they were the lowest common denominator

                                                            they?

boys wouldnt call them men

girls had no idea if he could call them women

                                                   he overheard one side as he walked out

You’re jealous.

asif hed rise to a taut

 

he was a native Brown trout

flyfished them for years

he was an accomplished flyfisherman

hadnt caught one yet

543preferred,  Saturday,  24  1. 26

Bill Hems

apparently not hemmed innot dead as he was informed more than twenty years ago

he was told after the funeral if there was one

                                             after one of Bills subcontractors he the other had negotiated with Bills sister Bills executor the transfer of Bills roofing business into his hands after he and Bill met not three weeks earlier to have him take over the business

                                                            he declined

the other subcontractor did not know thathe couldnt remember the fat pricks name

                                                   they did not get alone kindly

why not deadhemmed in

Bills eyes

watery oystery pale blue eyes set in a weathered face either side of a hawkish nose

                                                                                            unforgettable

he watched Bill sixty years old fling himself off a secondstorey roof across a driveway to another secondstory house scramble diagonally down it throw himself onto the roof over the front porch then into a young tree to the ground as a Trade Union enforcer started up his car rolling up his window as Bill slammed his roofing axe into the roof over the mans heads Bill shrieking

                                                                 Come around here again I’ll kill you!

that night on the way home Bill dropping him off

                                                     If you think I’m lying, look in the glovebox.

he looked

a loaded .38 snubnosed revolver

I’ll shove it in his eye blow out his brainstryin’ to keep me off my job intimidate me I’ll kill him.

he didnt say it

                 he had no doubt that that spidermonkey of an aged man wouldnt

Bill lectured him it was easy to get away with murder

                                                         find a random stranger shoot them dead couldnt possibly tie them together police werent able to defy probable cause because murdering a complete stranger is improbable

                In the wrong place at the wrong time.

That’s tough.

Bill was a rabid Bircher

tried to radicalise him

he read the pamphlets Bill shared with him

the following morning he handed them back respected them did not tear them up

                                                                                      Bill  I don agree

Billd eye the glovebox

Im closer to it than you are

 

watery oystery pale blue eyes set in a weathered face either side of a hawkish nose

                                                                                           nobody in the world but Bill had those eyes

                                                                                                   nobody that scarred weathered face

                                                                                                        nobody that savage nose

the spidermonkey timeleaped from then till now

                                                     driving past him slowly in the opposite direction as he walked on a rotting concrete road Bill tapped the rolledup drivers window with a .38 snubnose

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Pretty

Did I detect a falsetto in your voice

You did

             Its a very pretty word

Faience

Look at you reading my mind

Were surrounded

                      Fine tin-glazed pottery

Yes  Thas right

                   However tha isnt wha I found attractive The three vowels in a row  A I E

And of course if a capital F the word without a fishhook lies on line

                                                                         Have you looked at faience  Small f

I have  It is sinuous

                         I prefer it to it capitalised

Pretty words

                 Youre still takin heat for tha

I am thas okay

                   I read a quote yesterday tha appealed to me an the next time someone disputes pretty or attractive words Ill use

Out of Hofstadters Anti-Intellectualism

Jah

they laughed

                   Were not only reading your mind but over your shoulder

Youre cute

            George Whitefield

Jah

      Please  The quote again

The reason why Congregations have been so dead is because dead Men preach to them.

Meaning

If they cant see beauty in a word its configuration 

 

 

Theyre dead

A part of them must be

                           Although without a whiff of rot

   Ouch

I thought so

              Small f faience  Small f faint aint   attractive

To make a comparison

Jah  To compare

                    I trust I do not hurt faints feelings

Very thoughtful

Not at all

            My configuration

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1234,  Saturday,  24  1. 26

George Whitefield  https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/godinamerica/people/george-whitefield.html

holding a cup to his lipshadnt taken a sip

The Guardian on the screen

he began “White House posts digitally altered image of woman arrested after ICE protest”

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/2026/jan/22/white-house-ice-protest-arrest-altered-image

    aghast

set the coffee down

his repulsion stronger than a bolt of caffeine

it disrupted his routine

Kaelan Dorr

White House deputy communications director

“YET AGAIN to the people who feel the need to reflexively defend perpetrators of heinous crimes in our country I share with you this message: Enforcement of the law will continue. The memes will continue. Thank you for your attention to this matter.” 

what a piece of shit

The White House

       IS

     a toilet

 

The seat of government whispered mariachis

he nodded

             Thank you for humouring me

 

finishing the article he pushed back from his desk took the cup back into the kitchen reheated the coffee in a saucepan returned ignored the screen tried to decide between books All Systems Red by Martha Wells murderbot which beckoned him strenuously  briefly vacillated between Blood Memory Coyote America  opted on Hofstadters Anti-Intellectualism in American Life

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