a shakedown

a shakedown

gone awry

but they wouldnt get what awry meant

both a little too thick

but those who put them up to it

banged the buttons on their cash registers to S O L D

who wanted to do an end-around rather than play it legit

theyd get it

when it got back to them

you want things like this to get backed up

like a toilet

the shit backed up and spilling onto their shoes

their expensive Italian leather shoes

thatll piss them off

not the two thugs they sent that got busted up

a little bit too obvious

a little too over the top

though that was their risk

but the shit on THEIR shoes

the business cards they carelessly tossed into their attaché cases which morphed 

into a steaming turds

thats what gobs up their sudden attention

but only briefly  just long enough to really get their blood percolating

get it hot

up in their eyes

then bringing them down

real cold

using the tire iron on the backs of their skulls

that they had wanted all for you

sometimes thats what greed gets ya

it aint always the wag of a pretty fairway iron in your manicured hands

1725,  Sunday,  2  12. 11

                                           www.youtube.com/watch?v=95N1rFtC7-E


Happy 73rd Boithday, Bob!!!

all the things you have witnessed and done

  

eventually

you realise

all the things you have witnessed and done

will never go away

they will wait their moment or turn

to appear

or waken you

hang in your eyes

and haunt you

there is no amount of disorientation

not booze or drugs or sex

vapid glaring entertainment

or Cried-Aloud denials

or Genuinely demurred apologizes

there is no

shutting them out

or closing your eyes

they permeate your eyes

swell in your chest

are acrid smoke seizing your senses

there is no

getting away from them

no faithful apology to stem or staunch them

there is no way

to leave them in a room and shut the door behind you

they are yours

as much as you are theirs

your skin cannot divide you

your brains and organs dutifully work for the pair of you

no thing that ever entered you

departs

1343,  Moanday, Memorial Day,  28  5. 12

remembering a cat’s murder

jaysuschrist this irritation was never going to go away 

                                                                                       was it

                                                                                                      forever to contend with 

the eclipsing rudeness of people who were too callous ignorant or entitled to what they 

believed they deserved                 no matter the disguised sighs  harrumphs  or muttered 

under his breath  gimmeafuckinbreak                    as he tried on civility

seems everyone he brushed into had to be in synch in touch in jive with everyone else 

on this diminishing planet 

                              whether they knew them or not

                                           no distinction                                                                                                                       

no limned walls curled with ivy like pubic  which onceuponatime caused a middling of 

discomfort   some modicum of shame

                                                           if he could he grab it by the throat and choke it to 

blackout  enjoying its bulging eyes and scratching nails  itd sure be good to come home 

afterwards  shower  and enjoy rubbing soap into his wounds with an innate gleeful 

satisfaction

                                        only if he could grab it by the throat  

 

                                                                                                     but thatd be rude     
as rude as they were to him   and others    who may have been too polite to speak up
fuckinsaints  each and every one of them

                                            far  far better people than he       he couldnt dislocate his 

backbone to be a polite get-along and so and so if he wanted

he was a muthafucker

an impatient muthafucker

and if someone stepped on his toes                                                                                

hed slap them in the head saying  Watchit yasonofabitch

and                                                                                                                               

as people teased amorous couples publicly to get a room    without a blink to disguise 

his glare he chided 

                              Whydoncha get a phone booth

2154,  Thursday,  22  5. 14