She chittered on and on about the utterly impossible  absurd  relationships her friends were dabbling in

--   They say theyre enjoying themselves

her remarks were punctuated   gibed with

--   Can you imagine

after several  too many  punctuations

he quit biting his tongue and interrupted (it wasnt a matter of how he interrupted her  any interruption he posed was going to insult her  --  it was  after all  her telling)

--   Actually I can imagine

--

--

--   Youre being rude on purpose arent you

--   No  You have continually asked  I decided I would answer

--   I know you know I wasnt asking you if you can imagine

--   Granted there is that  But frankly when you asked me to stop this evening  because you said you wanted to talk  I actually thought that meant  by talking  you wanted to have a conversation with me

Not at me

--   Youre not digging in at all are you

--   No Im not

--   You dont want to play

--   I love playing

--   But not this evening

--   You know youll always get me to stop over

Sometimes though  your foreplay is far too long  too foreboding

--   You imagine this is foreplay

--   It was

he stood up from his seat beside her on her sofa  where their knees had touched and their hands had warmly touched one anothers thigh

standing directly before her he looked down into her expressive pale face

admired her exquisitely arched eyebrows

and tugged the fob at her ponytail so her highlighted auburn hair fell freely

she pursed her red lips

suddenly pensive

though very aware  alert

--   Lets get absurd

Open my pants

as she clumsily worked open the buttons at his fly

he yanked her yellow sweater up  her bra unopened up over her ample breasts

then with a hand impaled  his palm deadcenter  by a taut nipple

and the other  bound  woven to the back of her head with strands of hair

Can you imagine

Take me in your mouth

something was at work in her mind

and as she opened her mouth to reply he thrusted himself between her keen white teeth

the words on her tongue and in her mouth were the most pleasant he didnt hear yet

and eye to eye  he silently acquiesced  he had no intentions of interrupting her again

 

2237,  Saturday,  6  9. 14

         to absurd friendships: Fading Gigilo        

He suffered that endless refrain throughout his youth at home

                                                             

A place for everything and everything in its place

                                                                                                             

--   Oh for Christsake maw . . 

--   I dont want to hear it  Therell be no ill words coming out of your mouth  Weve talked 

about this  Thats not how we talk in this house

--   Thats how I talk and how I talk no matter where I am

--   You might want to think that through a little better then

--   Nothing to think about

And my things are in my bedroom where they belong

--   We do Not  speak like that in this house  You have younger brothers and sisters and 

I will not have them picking up that kind of language from their older brother  So you will 

watch your mouth

You share your bedroom with your brothers and you and your brothers arent going out of the house today until this room is picked up and everything and I mean everything is in its place

--   Then I suppose we have our work cut out for us today  you regarding language and 

me getting out of the house

--   Keep talking like that and you might not be going anywhere

--   When this room is picked up and clean  Im out

--   Well see

--   Oh  well see

a fuckin place for everything and everything in its place

that spiel worked itself into his brain like a parasitic worm

he never shed it

even while he was putting his place back together again on weekends after the workweek 

that checklist plagued him

and until he finished  he didnt go anywhere

but he was out of their place

later than he wanted

he was out and never looked back 

 

its funny the things we hold  remember  and dont ever ever want to repeat

a place for everything

it didnt end at home

when he got to school the indoctrination smacked of what he had just left behind after 

washing his breakfast plate

they picked up where his folks left off

they had to be in cahoots

a cancer of parents--to--schoolteachers  parents--to--administrators  --to--principals   

--to--counselors

all cut from the same cloth

--   Everyone to their places

they had their desks

and once determined  by alphabet  thats how they sat for the entire year

unless you disrupted the class

then you got move right up under the teachers nose

usurping who had been the teachers pet

whats where he ended up

his reputation preceding him

 

--   Places everyone 

 

that went for gym Industrial Arts Music Drama Math Science English  --  even English  --  

he thought one of those teachers would break the mold  shake things up

One did 

freshman year high school  She was cut free at the end of the school year  and had been threatened earlier than that

She told him it was a bad fit  Not to worry  Shed land on her feet

  

he never knew   She never wrote to say where She landed

he thought they had an understanding when She left

but he understood even earlier than then

that understandings are shaped by outside forces  by unforeseen agencies and agents

 

by another saying  --   The best laid schemes of mice and men often go awry

taken from To a Mouse  a poem by Robert Burns

he was smarter  about some things  than he looked

well before he turned eighteen he quit going to “Places everyone”

and the hardon he had for everything stinking of Authority served him well

particularly well at the Draft Board when “Places everyone” came out of an officers 

mouth as “Step Forward”

when stepping forward meant one acquiesced to be inducted into the military

--   Thatd be a cold cold muthafuckin day in hell

--   We dont talk that way in this house

--   Yah maw you dont  But I dont live here  I talk the way I want

--   I stepped up

--   That was Korea dad  A poor choice  But you and the country were mighty fresh off 

World War Two  I think there was a contagion dumped in Americas freshwater ways

If the guys I stood with today did as I did the US wouldnt be fighting this war  It wouldnt 

have the fighters  And I dont think it will imprison an entire generation who have the right 

to civil disobedience

--   You think its over  that the military is going to let you walk off  that this is at an end

--   No  The military has no right to me  Unless youre suggesting modern day America is 

interested in conscription  no  State might step up  harangue me  but I dont think its only me 

who sees Nam is going badly for us

The military wants it  but thats what the military does  old men sending young boys to die

I got a great idea  Lets let the old men die in battle and see what the young boys think 

we ought to do

--   If your grandfather were alive you . . .

--   would be doing exactly what I want to do  He might have cowed you but no one cows me

Not even you

--   You might regret this

--   Living  I dont think so

another saying  --   You cant fit a round peg into a square hole

Cuz I aint square

as long as America continues to be fashioned by money and old white men

She wont shed idioms pointed to by idiots invoking dead mens errors

1605,  Saturday,  6  9. 14