23.5.20


he watched the full moon ascend and peak

he kept excusing himself as he went outdoors to admire it 

he mentioned that he was admiring it for her too  if she wished hed grab an unused dresser mirror from a bedroom closet and angle it so she could see the moon too 
If you like Ill do anything for you

she declined
               :  :  I can see it fall on your face, see it in your eyes when you come back in.

Im a poor substitute for the moon love

:  :  You underestimate yourself, Dad.

Youre kind

:  :  As you say, I’m not kind; I’m honest.

I cant refute you

:  :  No. No you can’t.



onefortyone in the morning


the moon stared blithely at him

no shrinking violet he stared back wideeyed  unflinching

she perfected herself directly above a seventy foot palm from where he stood the palm across the backyard in a neighbours yard the tree was fastidiously trimmed  
                                                      between the pair they looked like an inverted exclamation point – not to put too fine a point on the moment – piqued him to grin like a hyena

he lingered in the yard anxiously watching the full moon anxious to be inside with his daughter

One more moment he breathed

the moon and he eyeballed each other



finally he said Goodnight bubi

turning to go inside and share his warm ivorypaint with his daughter he liked thinking bubi replied to him specifically Back atcha, Polack.


1154,  Friday,  10  1. 20
1550,  Thursday,  21  5. 20

$96,370 coronavirus deaths


he stood and lunged forward with the others Mr. President! Mr. President! the reporter cried through his mask at the top of his lungs thinking the while Why why the hell was he cryingbegging to be acknowledgedcalled upon for a question  the man wasnt worth his exertion or his notice   Christ

Yes, you, you there. the president was pointing at him

Sir, thank you very much, Mr. President. Thank you. end of fake adulation kowtowing Sir, can you tell me how many Americans are dead now from the novel coronavirus? Thank you.

Oh my God, such a rude question, such a ru . .
. . Sir. A legitimate question.

You’re a rude person, who . .
. . Ninetysixthousand threehundredseventy

Who do you work for?

Sir. Who do you work for?
Ninetysixthousand threehundredseventy dead Americans. Details, sir? Unnecessary details?

Sit down.

You called on me, sir. Ninetysixthousand threehundredseventy dead Americans on your watch; tomorrow there will be more.

the president sneered in disdainlooked to his extreme right and pointed at another reporter You. Go ahead, your question.

the reporter didnt remain standinghe didnt glare he sat and heard his colleague murmur a question he wished rather his colleagueall his colleagues in attendance supported one another stayed on point fought for answers  and if the morbidly obese farce fled the dais let him walk away in disgust

why not the man disgusted him

he sat not dejected sat nodding to himself Yes Ninetysixthousand threehundredseventy Americans were worth his exertion to ask his question

Fuckin crime
0929,  Saturday,  23  5. 20 


22.5.20


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTdI3osbNmA now hes talkinhes created an equivalence between abortion clinics liquor stores and Houses of Faith  they are essential 
                                                         everybody should be able to recall that religion is referred to as the opiate of the Masses
1653,  Friday,  22  5. 20
Marx  "Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people".   


Trump wants Houses of Faith opened “right now” 
                                                     in order that America can celebrate the Holy Memorial Day weekend Wha  are we heathens

1630,  Friday,  22  5. 20


. . into Thy hands I commend my spirit . .

GO  ADIOS Dont let the door slap ya on the ass goin in


1513,  Reggae Friday,  22  5. 20
Ruke 23:46

Wabam


There

Finally

Tenacious lost its grip

the doodle-lined pubic hair had withstood six urinations – directed at it – two bowel movements  the toilet flushed

it couldnt withstand the seventh urination Ooops Ooops   Oops he saw its grip loosen  he was ridiculous its failing made him feel like he was some kind of champ 
                                                   Really prick

You finally  beat a pubic hair into submission Go aheadtout that Tag a brick wall with red spray paint  Wha

Hmm hed have to think of Wha 
                                    I OVERCAME!  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aor6-DkzBJ0
Inappropriate


Overcum  Ya fill her cunt to brimmin 
                                          Braggin
Really brimmin



Really


Nah

he supposed he better not do a Victory lap slather a brick wall make too much ado about fukin  nuthin

he washed a tenacious pubic hair away
                                           finally


Nah dongive a Heros Welcome for dat 
                                             Unless unless  he was this President   

1409,  Reggae Friday,  22  5. 20


Incest fassinated him
                        dont trip over your jaws  Incest refers to Nins book a selection from her unexpurgated diaries

incest turns peoples headsOH MY GOD!

He aint got a damn thing to do with it

one would have to believe in Him to empower Him

he didnt

God gum on the bottom of his shoes scrape it off with a stick hope nobody else steps in it



a lot of things fascinated himmade him curious

he was a sucker

people fascinated him

good people lousy worthwhile perhaps worthless  because 
                                                                  he was sure he fit and filled all those billings for others

the difference perhaps was that he didnt care one lick
                                                          when he started caring a whit about what others thought of him he relinquished his authority to lord over himself


we should know – knowhere – we should know exactly who were are

not knowing

nowhere
                were chaff separated from the grain


0045,  Sunday,  5  1. 20
1517,  Thursday,  21  5. 20



"I haven't served in an intelligence agency.”  READ  I have no experience  “I think that bringing a different kind of experience today is really going to be vitally important,"  READ  I know what I know and I think it cant be a difficult job because I was selected by the President; we both have really big brains. Ratcliffe told Catherine Herridge of CBS News after he was nominated AGAIN in March.

"You know all of the experience in the world isn't helpful without judgment,”  READ  And theres no one more judgmental than me, except for the President, although our judgments usually go hand in hand. We trust our instincts, not facts. “and I think what we've seen is that some of our most experienced intelligence officials have gotten it wrong with respect to important issues,"  READ  Im gonna get those dirty bastards; the President and his actions are above reproach and always legal. Ratcliffe said.

1003,  Reggae Friday,  22  5. 20


earlier he had written he beheld the sinuous mesmerising motion of a womans hips and fanny -- those two dont always go together – he wanted to labour the point -- the motions there but no ass  the ass  but no motion 
                                                                                                        its a precarious 
indubitable  fact


precarious



he hadnt thought what he witnessed when he urinated would be as precarious  

he thought rather it was a donedeal

it hasnt hands or fingers or is porcelain a particularly grippy surface at least from where he stood

hed scrubbed the shit out of his porcelain toilet bowl and if pressedif asked hed acknowledge that the bowl was smoother than a babys ass

that said
           put a dick in a boys hands and hes looking to put out fires write his name in the snow piss on anothers guys leg after athletics smash cigarettes butts with his hi-powered urine stream whipping it to a froth


a pubic hair
              clung to the forward part of the bowl

he pissed hard  until he blew air

it shimmied

it shook  

it didnt come loose

it confounded him

though he had a nuclear option
                                  flushing the toilet

he slipped his cock back in his briefs 

he may have hawhawhawed cruelly

he flushed the toiletcommitted the pubic hair to the tumult and violent turbulence


Yafuck! I’m still here!


he didnt have a clue what the pubic hair was hanging on by
                                                                he assumed PURE STUBBORN TENACITY


it could stay until it relented


he was no onesnothings master or tormentor



My hats off to ya brutha  Prevail

1218,  Thursday,  21  5. 20

21.5.20





the new day erased the day before



this must be what prison is like

no reason to tally those passed or bother looking forward


stay on point


keep at task



INcarcerated

unfamiliar

unwanted


he was there




                 he wouldnt be anywhere else in the world


0800,  Friday,  10  1. 20
1107,  Thursday,  21  5. 20



she didnt mean it

there wasnt a damn thing she could do about it

all she did was walk from her car in a parking lot up a long sidewalk towards an office building

he happened to be sitting on a bench reading a book 

when she closed her car door its sound piqued him

the bark briefly starkly interrupted the calling birds  

out of the corner of his eye he caught her hair

luxurious goldenred long curls bobbing

hed have to be blind to miss her

she walked on a shallow angle to the curb

stepped up onto the sidewalk

walked away from him

her hips moved fluidly

synchronised  pneumatic  joints 

hisshush hisshush hisshush fanny swaying

an ohsohot well oiled tranny

really something to behold


he beheld her until she disappeared from sightwent around and behind a Las Virgenes something-or-other panel truck parked perpendicular to the sidewalk at a loading dock

it was then he realised  he wasnt breathing


1352,  Friday,  10  1. 20
1041,  Thursday,  21  5. 20

anybody?


“cartoonishly evil”
                                  Well sonafabitch cartoonishly evil outstrided his Bozofarce Bozofart performing in Washingtons center ring

he doffed his cap he had to find one first
1704,  Thursday,  21  5. 20
Dion  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rwn8hIyiHvI  Anybody here seen my old friend Oswaldseen my old friend James Earl Rayseem my old friend Sirhan Sirhan  being cartoonishly evil


when youre stoned theres no telling what youll writewho youll invoke  or intone   

probably why he liked to wriote stoned


it wasnt often someone who was stoned wrote him

he got a text  :  :  Hope u dream Technicolor tonight . . . I too . . and risqué to boot

hard to disagree with a prophet

he texted back  :  :  A healthy portion, a warm tremulous bisque of risque would be lovely to lap




end of transmission 
                       end of communication  
                                                 strung him out to dry      AwCOMON MAN! NOTHING?
You’re stoned something ought to slip through your sieve 


nothing drooled
fuckin NADA




Well fuck me hed teach him a lesson he sent him https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NO9G7UAZJA 


Keep up or shaddup

1104,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  5. 20
1008,  Thursday,  21  5. 20
Rollo Tomassi  Ritual


Xtinction 
          he stared it in the eyeballs every dayhis daughter fought it body and soul it diminished her day by day  she defied it with her every fiber 
                               he wondered if he could fight like her



Australia was burning the whole fuckin continent or so it seemed 
                                                                      it was the last fuckin thing they wanted to witness when her little girls asked if they could see what was on television

wild animals were dyingburning to death

no resources were provided them

everything was going to the least physically-capable animal  Australians

one after another nonhuman species goes xtinct they cant hold on  their fingers or claws are pried away  
                                                                                                                the human species fails in its divinedeviant suspected role

he called it murder


as Earthlings are decimated Humanunkind turns its eyes on its fellows those least favoured those socially-constructed Races 

COLOUR US GONE, MAN! 
                            Goin goin  goin GONE, man 
the Earth sighs
                 Finally got those fuckin clingy monkeys off my achin back

It can relax a bit

straighten out its clothing

snap its fingersRESET
                        begin a new game


0839,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  8  1. 20
1321,  Say-between-Two-Ts,  20  5. 20

$95,087


Drumpf Bozo  Washingtons center ring  is a feral idiot
                                                                he had to get it through his head the man probably struggled with comicbooks 

Intelligence officials shouldnt have to illustratedumbdown the Presidents Daily Brief (PDB)  it shouldnt have to be be written with fat coloured crayons Nownow Donald please  dont colour outside the lines
                                                                                             but Drumpfs spastic maybe in kind with his son Barron – he once almost named a dog Barron – he didnt think either could do what they cant

theyre feral idiots
1739,  Thursday,  21  5. 20


20.5.20



bed-ridden
             defiant
that was his grrl

difficult

dire
     defiant


bed-ridden unable to lie flatprone she couldnt breathe her lungs wouldnt work shed suffocate

fuckin ALS

she couldnt talk swallow  ate through a tube  she conceded a bargain with a whitesmocked grinning devilhe cashed her check 
           her breathing was assisted by a ventilator 24/7

he had no concept of 24/7 until then  and he hoped no one ever had to contend with it outside trained nurses their remarkablegymnastic MacGyvering their knowledgeable tagteaming

her facemaskher eyes fomenting above it didnt snuff her voice her voice had been gone for months


they met at Topa Topa in Santa Barbara had a beer together a bite to eat

her last broken words to him were  I love you, Dad.

I love you baby

he didnt know then or did she those would be the last words she ever said to him



he looked in her eyes
                        My defiant little girl I love you so very much

her eyes and eyebrows responded
                                     I love you





Love didnt seem sufficient 

0002,  Saturday,  4  1. 20
1214,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  5. 20


she said something about suicideWhawas it

it was earlier in the dayoccurred during an argument about the quality of life was every bit of life worth having if its latter portion was bound with lengths of ugly barbwire yanked up and down and side to sidegouging tearing slicing flesh or rubbed with handfuls of shards broken crystallineblue glass 

Ah she smiled her eyes conveying it a hint of eyebrows Now I remember.

Thank gawdbaby I feared what your next torture might entail

that brought a peal of laughter

That’s nothing, baby, I got a million of them.

he exaggerated a Gulp

Cold turkey.

Excuse me

Suicide.
         Suicide is nothing more than quitting life cold turkey.


Yah Thats one way of lookin at it 

no matter he liked how her mind worked

she had always liked that he liked the way her mind worked when so few ever encouraged her or let her fume

he loved when she fumed

things spilled messilygood and bad in gouts it was like pushing through oyster guts looking for a pearl
      he always had an appetite for raw oysters

hed tell her Keep it cominkeep it comin Is that all you got   Keep it comin babe

inevitably her frenzies lead to inspired uninhibited volcanic sex


it could honestly be said that his probing and incitement werent altruistic or without ulterior motives

0008,  Sunday,  5  1. 20
1131,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  5. 20