an oddball collectionhed say so if asked

                                           but wisely no one did  gave him a wide berth

those who remained gathered in the livingroom fourteenfifteen  most were couple  he and two gals were stag

everyone was an appreciative guests he crossed his fingers

it was a enormous livingroom

                               a tapestry hung over the fireplace above a massive mantel objet d’art on the handhewn redwood which was retrieved from a river in northern California where it sank over a hunred years ago 

                                                                                                             he stood there most the evening fingering it crazy to feelup history old growth  more than a thousand years old 

                                                                                                        it humbled him

Jim his host  You've been standing here most of the evening.

  Yes   I don like being setup 

                               You know tha

Not my idea, Charlene’s, she thinks it’s an awful shame you’re not datingnot with anyone, she’d fuck you if you came onto her . .

. . ChristJim

Between you me the mantel, old money, family’s oldfashioned obsessions . . 

. . Which you love about her . .

. . Until I don’t.

 Thats frank

You’re frank . . saying how it is.

                                   Sometimes I'm jealous of you.

Don be

         Cost a heartbreak he looked in Jims face under his lacquered jetblack hair  But yare not likely to ever suffer a heartbreak

No I’m not.  It’s an economy you’ll never admit or understand.

Right on brother  right on

 

they were served brandy elegant cut leadcrystal glasses 

                                                            he loved the honeycolour ambersplashes coming out of them from quiveringlights out the fireplacethe huge candledcandelabra overheadthe hurricane vase candles on the massive oval coffee table end tables before and beside upholstered couches chairs

                                                                              the room felt medieval

or maybe it was the percolating esoteric conversation  heady

he kept his lip buttoned except to sip a fourteenyear Oban whisky brandy didnt appeal to him Jim didnt take exception Charlene did it was her party 

                                           whatever she wanted her friends enabled

he wasnt her friend  Jims

 

Awfuck

         if he hadnt pour himself a fresh tumbler he would have left  cant abandon Oban

Charlene prompted a conversation about souls soulmates  she passivelyaggressively stuck it to him for not submitting

they made eyecontact

he saw the points of her canines through her smile

she was carnivorous

hed be lying if he didnt believe she gave great head

he nodded to her smile held up his glass  a silent toast fuck you between them 

                                                                                     who needs words

the lobbed soul soulmates went around the room like a chubby soft balloon an atmospheric jellyfish

Joe said Charlene   Your thoughtsa penny for your thoughts.

Pennys not enough

                     This isnt a game I can playparticipate in

Pray tell.

  That either

              I cant play I havent a soul

funny how words can sound loudecho resoundingly

he slapped the mantels end

sounded like a gunshot

the room startled

  fuckin children

     NOPE  GOT NO SOUL 

                            Somebody sporting one ought carry on

he took another sip of Oban

                            Damn

                                       refreshing  like sipping from a baptismal font after an innocent was dipped

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

1548,  Sunday,  5  6. 22

Jimmy Page Robert Plant  The Rain Song  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BeDylD8dV7U

he tamped the weedbud  there was a seedmaybe two lockedup  he didnt mind fireworks he firedup the wood pipe  of recentfuck recent  if he thought about it he was a remnant no one else fired up a bowl unless they were hitting a bong  he liked to puffplay with the exhale he liked the straight perfumemusk of smouldering grass

                                                                                                     Aaah  pleasantly higBAM a firework shower of ash tinyembers slivers extinguishing midair before his eyes

pleasantly high

                  he put the pipe down

   

Moby alias Goofy preferred chewing an edible 

he didnt mind nibbling though preferred smoking  nauif he could see himself buying into THClaced Bazooka Joe bubblegum getting stoned blowing enormous bubbles into which hed insert words

                                                                                    like the Funnies have to imprison words  cant have them floatingaround in the atmosphere corrupting corruptible minds 

                                                                                           talking to himself Whas a corruptible mind Is it the mindcorrupted or the mind tha can corrupt huddlingup with his internals heathens Whaya say gang Im the latteryah

               they smirked  The ladder?   he smirked  Staircase   they doubleddown  To Heaven?   Think Ill piss off Zeppelin   Nah. The ladder.   I agree

                                         it was good getting that off his chesttheir collective breasts 

                                                                                                   Now he’s gone an done it. Had to segue to sex.   Is thawha it is   Ya know damn well it’s exactly wha it is.   Awright consider us seguing   Ifya don mind we’ll watch an listen from the wings, want the full effect the wideangle on your conversationinterrogation with Goofy.   Great aliashuh   You think so, you made the assignment, didn’t call counsel.   I don call counsels   No ya don, we bear witness, capitulate.   Stopstop I hear your barks an plenty of times Ive employed them  still not counsel is it   Suppose not.   Know not  know knot  now knot  now not   Having fun?   When do I don

 

Moby Really  NBA players    Hate comin back to it but you truly gauged your agingadulthood by recognising you were older than basketball players Unlike me who realised playmates were younger than me

Yes.  I’ve told you.

Im stillas you can tell still struggling with the concept  Frankly itsa standalone

Stand alone? You think other guys didn’t use the NBA as a metric?

No

No.

     That’s mighty abrupt friend.

Keep it down woudya I prefer no one overhears you calling me friend while tethered to the youth of NBA players

Nothing to be ashamed of . .

. . Yanuts compared to playmates  Yare nuts 

                                                  Thinking it over I also realised why I was shocked looking at Playboy the playmates were older than me forChrist tentwelve years then laterthe next time I looked I was older than them

despite being stoned Moby was hanging with him

                                                     What did you realise? 

I realised the glut I was in the midst of a primal sexual glut A gluts better than being on a roll to drop a bowling term knocking down pins  Glut is up to your eyeballs in it   Immersion Fluid

he saw Moby letting go

                          Ya following me Goofy hissed his heathens in the wings

  I am not.

Pretty fucking apparent man

Apparent?

Yes As beauty is skin deep your comprehension is like an oilsheen either its there or it isnt   I cant see it

No?  I do not understand . . glut.

How to say not that I havent already Listen to mejust  listen to me 

                                                                       From the times between playmates being older than me to me being older than them was an in-between  a glut haze years of continuous sex  I didnt come up to breathe  Then one day I took a breath on the other side an I was older 

                                                                   Follow

  Moby hesitated   I think following the NBA is easier.

Nothing to brag about man  nothing at all

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

1040,  Sunday,  5  6. 22

Laura Branigan  Gloria (alias)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nNEb2k_EmMg

Coarse he barked 

                    he was inside his headpulling through shit while his buddy went inside to snag some more beers

he hadnt seen him return to the yard eyes were closed cant rummage in his head with his eyes widesprung 

                                                                                                                          Coarse?

he peeked 

            Thaswha I said Yare quicker than I thoughthit the head too

I did I did . . we’re stoned, possibly on different time zones.

  I like that thought 

                        Not like you to be novel

Awcomon gimme a break . everyone has a moment . . however my momentsI’d say few  can keep up with yours . not no wayno how.

he laughed 

            Might be onto something there seems my moments are stored on reels

Your monkeys . your obscure little personalities load them?

I coudnt say

              Possible

So coarse . . you yelled . what’s coarse if I understood you correctly?

You did Im coarse . .

. . Usually.

Im coarse in a different way

A different waycan’t argue that.

Thank you  Youd lose

Not so much me losing than you winning . . your outlines are dense, well-formed, before you arguebefore you bring them up . . you can imagine I’m anxious to hear.

 Yah 

       I was rummaging   Fuck buddy  came off his tongue asif it tasted like shit 

Fuck buddy?

Thas coarseyah

nearly incredulous Fuck buddy’s coarse to you?

Is  Compare it to friends with benefits Subtler though still a tad coarse   Whawe call it when we were younger

 What did we call it? 

                         Man . . don’t think it had a name . .

. . Yah  why name it

No . . . I can’t think of anything.

Nah only thing thacomes to mind  Were together

Ah good yes, I think you’re onto something.

 Yah 

         So imagineas teens we were together together with our girlfriends  then the erosion friends with benefits fuck buddies 

          Am I wrong or that erosion  coarse

Times change.

Dat dey do dat dey do

                         Though Id rather be with someone than call them a fuck buddy  Ever have one

A fuck budd . .

. . By todays coarse common nomenclature  terminology

No . . can’t say I did . . . perhaps one, you?

Ohyes yes

            A glut . .

. . Ya kidding me?

No Gluttonous   Ravenous 

                             Chalkup a cardinal sin to my column clutch of concubines confab  fabulous   Those were the days

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

1415,  Sunday,  5  6. 22

Turtles  Happy Together  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRCe5L1imxg 

Mary Hopkins  Those Were the Days  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1SIexPh3ic

   his cellphone rang 

                          Who’s Arroyo Grande?

Arroyo Arapaho  Rap a ho 

                              Don answer it

I know quite a few people in Arroyo Grande. asif mesmerised 

                                                                 goddamn cellphones Pandora boxes flimsy temptations  hot curiosity

Yaknow better If the number aint in your phone ya don know emdon answer it

I’m answering it . .

catnip 

traffic accidents

cant look away

                   could

but would rather not

might miss out 

who doesnt enjoy anothers misfortune their agony thats why we cant help but laugh  laugh because eventually well be at the bottom of the heap 

                            so we laugh while we can our turn soon enough even a piker would bet big on that 

he wasnt he wouldnt

 

I’m answering it . .

Answer it Im not your conscience  Itll be horseshit but thas on you

You miss ever three-point basket you don’t take.

Answering a phone no number Arroyo Grande designation  lousy sports analogy bub 

he answered it

bot blathered called him by his name 

                                            Here Fidohere Fido  here Fido

he hung up

So whos Arroyo Grande

I don’t know.

Yadonsay

They didn’t say.

Yadonsay his eyes flicked Yadonsay he rolled his eyes   Yadonsay he bugged his eyes 

                                                                                                      Who was it  They didnt say

An old bit

              Christ yare such an ass

It might have been important.

Absolutely  It wasnt   Yet ya still coudnt resisthad to answer 

                                                                   Fetch  fetch Fido fetch the ball 

Im rolling it into traffic

Canya resist it now 

Or aintya seen enough smashed squirrels

 

    NOTHING

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

2102,  Saturday,  4  6. 22

Zappa  Cheepnis  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=etQm3gzjyNw

they were hiking 

                  That’s about the size of an American robin . . called a Blackheaded Grosbeak.

Thaswha it was

Yes.

A really handsome bird  again its name

Blackheaded grosbeak. there was excitement in his voice

A blackheaded grosbeak

Yes.

A blackheaded grosbeak

                            Your cock move when yasee it an say its name

You saw it. really excited

I did did indeed a handsome bird  but I aint a boider

                                                           Cantya just admit it  saying Marilyn Monroe Inger Stevens Gina Lollobrigida Sophia Loren Jill Saint John  a silent Bo Derek shut my mouth   Im mooved

Suppose Im a boider in another sense

That’s you . .

. . Your cock moved Tha so hard to admit he winked

I’m not like you.

  No

       Im honest

Honest?

Yaheard me

             Ya cant admit to arousal whaelse wont ya admit to  Fuck aint like were in mixed company Though thasaid Id admit to mooving in mixed company poor bastards just threw in with the wrong company 

                                                                                                Or not  Betcha chicks eyebrows rise anwho knows maybe a kind heartkind soul will help a fella out 

                                                                                   he wiggled his eyebrows 

You’re ridiculous.

If it gets a headnod a dick shaken or stirred  no harmin being ridick culous curled in fingers a nest of phalanges if you will

Jesus man.

No harm no foul he smiled really big   Fowl

fucking guy was humourless when his Johnson was in question

A boid or cock in hand might be worth a cock in a bush 

                                                         Just saying  he would always say

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

1647,  Saturday,  4  6. 22

topsyturvy shit they discussed everything under the sun without guise or filters  if something occurred to either of them out it came

           he flung masturbation into the frayvibrators 

                                                           Good way to beat an egg oohshit sorry sorry I misspoke beat an egg  I was referring to a time I once beat eggs for a scramblecoudnt find a fork silverware didnt want to wake her we were upI was Up till early hours of the morn let her sleep in a bit longer we had tickets for a Dali exhibit noonish From my reading it was unlikely wed be out in three hours  Thasaid the vibrator really beat the eggs to a nice froth with settings above to spare 

                          Have to admit the whole day it damn near made me want to be a chick

A chick for a day?

Derogatory

No, not coming out of your mouth.

Good I didnt think so Men haved so many more pet names for women than you may have for us  Anthasaid not many women have taken exception to my  my terms of endearment

Because?   You know why?

Because my vernacular isnt meant offensivelyderogatory kinda rolls off my tongue

And you’re handsome.

                       Woman like the attention of a goodlooking man; you like the attention of an attractive woman.

I do

Tit for tat.

Dick for dat

Nah . . doesn’t quite fly.

Hell worth a shot  Flung it like I flung masturbation an vibrators

 

You really beat eggs with it?

I washed it off first

                     In between sets she kept her motor runningher words not mine  wha a freakin motor

AMish,  Saturday,  4  6. 22

1548,  Saturday

Can  Fizz   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qRgRjvZM5Lg

he was made late to the game

                              YAH he was keen on black and white films revealed on black an white sets  there were coloured ones but his parents didnt own one until he left home  late night stoned beer in hand a coldcut sandwich watched foreign films on Channel 20 WYCC 26 WXXW PBS  some realfreakin eyeopeners

he was black and white 

                           no mixed drinks he wanted to taste the nuances of a particular spirit fuckNo wine  no salad dressings not sauces or nuts on ice cream fruit pies no cakes  seemed was recognised   most things he ingested he took straight  things as they were 

                                      as he was

straight save commingling for others

What’s wrong with you?

Nothing not a damn thing wrong with me

You do it to stand out.

hed smile a glint of cruelty  Arya doin it to fit in 

                                                  Im particularnot peculiar coudnt give two shits that I am 

                                                                                                               Might say water off a fucks back Woudnt give two shits

 

What’s it about?

his daughter took the reins

                             You don’t mind, Papa?

No knock it out of the park baby

she sallied forthelaborated on his subject matter writing style frankly surprised him 

So . . you were flattered.

No not flattered she knows better than to try an flatter me She embarrassed me  I had no idea she was paying attention

Why wouldn’t she?

You don

You’re right . . I don’t . .

. . Yes ya don  not your cup of tea

They’re hard for me to decipher . .

. . A good excuse

It’s not an excuse.

Yareally going to call it a reason

Yes yes . . I have a hard time following them, your misspellings . .

. . I misspell for a reason

You say . . so you say . . but even when you’ve read pieces to me, I’m watching over your shoulder, I’m stymied, I have a hard time following them.

You do labour

              Hell  even when I provide the context cadence timing  how I readhow I write them

Yes . . not up my alley.

                        However . again . . you weren’t flattered?

No

You must have been flattered.

No  as I said she knows better than go that route

                                                     I woudnt post them if they werent good I don need strokes if it were someones managerial style Id kick their legs out from under them  Save your breath  I know its good

I’m having a hard time believing you weren’t flat . .

. . No

You’re an odd duck, man.

World needs odd  Happy to help       

2321,  Thursday,  2  6. 22

1239,  Saturday,  4  6. 22

Can  Tony Wanna Go  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxK0kesGPi4

Grotto . . what is that?

Arya kiddin me were standing inside the mouth of one   Why ya asking

Because you read the dictionary, you’re a wordsmith . . tell me.

he oversimplified  A hole    

all she had to do was turn her head an look she didnt need his wordshad her own

A hole . .  really? 

Not satisfied  Awright

                          Geologically speaking a hole effaced eroded by wind or water

A hole . . . you’re something else her turn to exaggerate  like a hole in a floor?

Sure hole in a ceilingfor that matter a hole in a wall   Inside    Outside

she wasnt satisfied

                      I expected a thorough definit . .

. . I don do definitions I prefer descriptions

You’re funny, a funny funny guy.

Epizeuxis Funny

What?

Literature A form of repetition a word immediately repeated for emphasis

That’s funny . . you just did a definition.

   Hmm   I suppose I did

Grotto?

Yare killing me

 

after a long hike along the bluffs overlooking the Pacific they rolled into town to meet friends at a pub and no sooner coming through the doors hiyaing them ordering beers he went with a Halfnhalf she a pint of Smithwick’s he asked Whats a grotto

Thomas immediately palmed his smartphone  The definition . . of a grotto . is . . . a small picturesque cave, especially an artificial one in a park or garden.

Coudnt try a definition without going online

I couldn’t . .

. . If I may excuse me before she goes off on me lemme toss in cenote not a C-note hunreddollar bill no a natural deep-water well a sinkhole fed by the filtration of rain by currents of underground rivers born in the heart of the earth  Sounds fuckinrefreshin yah

It does, yes . . as I was saying, a grotto . . like porn . while I can’t personally define it, I know it when I see it.

Ohgreat Thomas Sara piped in compare a grotto to porn . . . I think the obvious is being missed. she looked directly at Joe   And particularly by you.

Me

Yes you. Grotto . . the grotto at the Playboy mansion in LA. 

his head Thomass bobbed emphatically 

                                          Awyah Right on

Right?

Yah From here on out if Im asked to define a grotto thats my answer Thanks so much Sara

I don’t know what you three are talking about . . I’ve never heard of it.

  No Whellshit  Ive let you down

                                   Ive failed as a father

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  25  5. 22

1210,  Reggaefriday,  3  6. 22

Sergio Mendes & Brasil ‘66  Look Around  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4n-4utYZ7hE

Can  Vitamin C  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9a1NhRbNJ_Y