The windowseat was nearly obscured under the scatter of unfolded laundered bandannas

their faded coloured cotton a stark complement to the lively hummingbirds feeding and flashing on the other side of the old glass windowpanes

--   Really

Who the hell has this many handkerchiefs

--   Bandannas  I got a big nose been broken too many times stuck in places many said it didnt belong

But I wouldntve  unless I felt it was necessary  warranted

I think too many people fear getting hurt over getting involved or being in the middle
but thats a line one has to draw for themselves  wouldnt you say 

It never hurts long 

Mine leaks  I rather prefer to be polite  excuse myself  step to a side and blow it

Thus  behold my trove

he said as he fingered the relaxed fabric

Ive compiled these over years

  

And yes I have favorites

                                                                                                          behind them throbbed Lennons Working Class Hero

it seemed to orchestra the febrile threads of smoke reeling off incense punks burning to either side of the windowseat

on small Indian-carved accent tables                                                                                                                                     

--   Place looks like a sanctuary   approaching a sailors bethel or shrine

--   I get that                          

Though I dont see it myself

Its just the place I relax recline  read   mull things through my skull

--   I suppose Im saying I wish I had a place like this for myself

--   You ought to

--   No

Im not someone who wants to get in the way of a threat  or a fist

Too even keeled

--   Obviously  youre honest

 

What if someone impugned your honesty

--   I dont make enemies                                                                                

--   You dont challenge

anyone 

--   No one challenges me

--   Huh   I was going to gift you a bandanna                                                                                 

But it doesnt sound like you catch a cold either

I dont think you need one

--   No 

Dont need a bandanna

Not like you

1238,  Friday,   8  5. 15
1847,  Monday,  11  5. 15

Happy belated Mothers Day

(( yah . . . I got a mother ))

He lost his acclimation 

it slipped   went right out the window

but a month would do that to anyone                                  

                                                             in that mean time

his argument for its repair was tepidly observed 

 

the machine  its heating element failed

Cub Scouts 101    but there wasnt a backup  a redundant system  unlike a Cub Scout was instructed

every plan should have a Plan B

  

he supposed no one in the organisation was ever a Cub Scout

too young

not that they didnt have good reason to mistrust their elders 

they were  after all  having to live the majority of their lives in the trash heap and spoils their elders refused to avert

to act Against

                       when the Dominoes were stacked and tipped   and they began falling over

all they had to do was get ahead of the fury and pull out a few dominoes to disconnect their tumbling

their linear physics

 

but likely the pickings were too good to resist

Too Good

they turned their eyes away or skewed their perceptions 

and with no one to alter the stereotype  Humankind   --   Fact  people stereotype  --   then greed  selfishness  wins out

There Was Never Enough

                                          Never

so his acclimation was dispirited

he was going to have to go back to the beginning  start anew  reinvent himself 

the exercise was obvious

or should have been obvious if you werent born with a silver spoon stuck in your mouth(or up your nose)

we always have something in ourselves to unearth 

plumbing  Know Thyself  it is our heavylifting dredging panning and intro-circum-spection

no one can be us  but us

no one can compel us more than we can compel ourselves or punish us more than we punish ourselves

it should be inherent  not inherited  and not necessarily coherent

but it should be

if No

well

         if No

he didnt know

No

he had only his clues

so he returned to the repaired sauna

let the heat slake its due

eventually

                  the long filthy plexiglass window set in the heat-marred door would transform itself into a black blinder across his vision  shudder  then become a revealing silver screen streaming all sorts of inputs   sensory and serene

from places he hadnt an imagination of

1353,  Thursday,  7  5. 15

2021,  Thursday,  7  5. 15