Il n’est pire sourd que celui qui ne veut pas entendre

There are none so deaf as those that will not hear

There are none so deaf as those that will not hear

he imagined psychopaths read that line  nodding their heads

everyone who they talked to didnt get it

they told them as much you aint listening  you aint listening to me

not hearing a goddamn word I say

                             Are you   Are you    Dont nod at me

Dont you nod at me
Dont you dare think you can appease me

You cant appease me or please me I take what I need  And you aint got a goddamn thing I want

Save one little thing

Well get to that eventually In my own  God time  You like that   A twisted little play on words
My play on in my good time My own good time

I own it  Time

Right now youre borrowing  borrowing what I let you  Ill collect  And dont you worry about interest
There wont be any

No interest cuz aint nobody interested gonna find you

I love the fuckin news cycles  You love em too

Not even a day later the news is old news Decrepit  Like old jokes
Ya start and people cut you offYah I already heard that one
Theyre fuckin rude about it too  because they dont wanna waste a moment hearing old news

You didnt

No  you  didnt

     

Ill betcha wanna waste some time now
Grapple for one more moment of hope  

Dont wanna tell you it hopeless

                                    but its hopeless

You as hopeless as an inner city undesirable Bawling unfed  Cuz momma took her tits with her
She got mo need an use of dem tits than any of her children ever had

Grim Yeah        

Hopeless

Plucked  from the mouth of babes

2324,  Twosday,  11  8. 15

Stopstop  Stop 

                 Would you please  quit turning pages

Go back a few

Back

      Backback     Back

There stop  there you go

   Finally Thats what Im talking about continually talk about  but cant catch a souls ear 

Somebody at last has grasped what Ive been saying about feminine advertisements

Quit with the over-made-up faces and gaunt stick bodies

Advertise with real women

And there she is

                   An honest to God photograph of a woman 

Not photoshopped touched up   remade in the image of a porn star

Finally  Authentic beauty

Ah

             

Oh really 
 A DDS

          If you dont mind dont think you will  I prefer to run with its meaning  Double Ds

Hmm  suppose she better have a great smile if shes advertising helping make them Inviting   Infectious

Dig the raven hair

Shes obviously got the brains  the cunnting down pat   Huh

Huh

Wow

            

Youre a real dyed-in-the-wool misogynist

Huh

No 

    A misanthrope flat out

Dont dice it into sexual parcels

I let everyone have a chance at who they are

                                                 Then I dislike them for failing

A rare commodity these days

To be who you are                                           

Not so very exciting        

Maybe

But when so many think they have to be exciting to be interesting well  like tea thats been oversteeped

Bitter

Lukewarm

Id rather scald my tongue on the Real McCoy

1341,  Sunday,  2  8. 15

NEXT OFF RAMP

Off to the left the east side of the undivided highway was a tall empty sign housing 

beneath it in large whitepainted capital letters  NEXT OFF RAMP

 

the child sitting in the back seat  precocious  was immediately enamoured by the gutted sign

I want to go there

Where

There  That sign

I want to go there

Sweetheart  thats nothing

I want to go there Wont you please take me there It cant be far It says next off ramp

Here  HERE  HERE THISRAMP

the car hurtled past the off ramp

the driver  the man  was unsympathetic  to her cries to the tears the tears now struggling in her eyes  tears confused  emotions confused

she never asked for anything

she wasnt her mother

but he wasnt her father and she had nothing to offer him

not like her mother

not that privately he hadnt subtly allude to her mother that she was  coming of age     prepubescent pubescent
her paps swelling like coming flower blossoms  she must see that her daughter is her spitting image  he imagines her when she was her daughters same age  how she confessed to him that when she was she was distracted by her sexual inklings  quiet ardent desire

this young girl was a wick of her mothers waiting to be lighted and he coyly suggested that he might be the perfect wood match to light her trembling twisting beeswax candle

and rather than being appalled she recognised how very alike she and her daughter were

she had exploded into sex thoughtlessly
perhaps if her mother had thought

her daughter probably would too

he was such a kind man  a fulfilling man  timeless  patient          it didnt seem                         unnatural

why should she be ruined by a know-nothing boy who would only fumble at her clothing Take her in a rush and cum

she wouldnt have an orgasm with that kind of boy

he verily guaranteed   he would take her gently slowly  deliberately  as when he took her
then her little girl could have that experience she was denied   isnt that what a mother is supposed to do  give her daughter what she wanted but never got or was provided so late that the sweetness was tinged by a bitter edge

the girl fixed on the dark roots at the back of her mothers head

 

she dyed it blonde because he liked blondes

I never ask for anything

I want to go   please

Please take the next off ramp

                                                 Please

Baby  Its the remains of a crappy old fast food sign  Nothing more

You dont know

Im not driving

You can make him stop if you wanted to

Him HIM How many times have I told you to call him by his proper name  Frank  How many times  You call him Frank  You should ask Frank would you please stop for me
You owe him that respect

Respect   I dont have to call him anything I dont owe him anything You sleep with him You have sex with him Not me

Frank turned his head and glared past the headrest at her

                                                                                                You little bitch

Well take the next exit and Ill show you what that empty rusted sign advertises

she laughed as if suddenly breathing helium  thin  highpitched   unhinged

then flung herself at him tearing at his pale blue eyes with her fingernails

there was a horrific scream

it wasnt the girl

the car barreled into oncoming traffic and was crushed and exploded in black orange flames under the wheels of a huge piggyback tractor trailer pulling a load of scrap metal 

a hard way to find their way to her NEXT OFF RAMP

   

1536,  Thursday,  13  8. 15

2306,  Thursday,  13  8. 15