--   Nothing is still like the dead are still*

--   What did you say

And why did you say it

--   Its something I read earlier today as I walked

It brought me to a stop

I squatted at the street corner grabbed up an In N Out bag someone tossed from a car or dropped on the street  I tore the front off it threw the rest in a refuse can beside the bus stop

Sat on the bench there scribbled it down tucked it in my pocket

I didnt want to forget

--   Did you think youd forget

Its quite stark

--   I wasnt going to gamble

--   But you remembered it anyways

--   I did

Remembering it however doesnt disallow my writing it down

I had no idea how the day might run

--   Youve a mind like a beartrap at least from my experience with you

--   Theres always a first time

And if this was to be my first time Id be goddamned if I forgot

Insurance

--   Youre the last person I know who needs insurance

Or assurance

for that matter

--   A mind

Its a terrible thing to waste

United Negro College Fund

--   There

See

Its shit like that

--   Not really

Thats mantra  Soundbite  A weathered bumper sticker peeling off a pitted and rocksalt rotting steel Midwestern bumper

--   Stop

Youve been away long enough now those steel bumpers and stickers are gone or have been crushed and stacked in junk or metal salvage yards

Guard dogs prowling the grounds at nightYou remember that

--   I remember that

--   Didnt much care for dogs after that

--   I do not

--   No matter

It was a good call

Youre a good friend

--   That dog would disagree

--   That dogs dead

--   It is

Like I said at the onset

                                      Nothing is still like the dead are still

--   Well 

 

You saved me a world of hurt and pain and probably far more than well ever know

--   Yes   It was unfortunate      

  

1700,  Thursday,  5  11. 15

* China Miéville, The City and the City,  2009

--   You called your parents got their voice machine and then left a message telling them the voice on their machine sounds like that of a stoned voyeur   or a longing pedophile

--   No

I said  yes   the stoned voyeur

But no

a longing pedophiliac

Pedophiliac

   

As in hemophiliac  homophiliac  necrophiliac

--   Lilacphiliac

Where were ya goin widdat

--   I spose Im a little fascinated with philiacs

The tendency towards

The abnormal attraction to

--   Phillipphiliacs

--   Now yer makin fun of me Why yawanna go an make fun of me

--   When arent I

You bends me over humorous

--   You cant be serious

--   I can

Serious however   aint a laugh

Not a laughing matter

I look around me at all the dire seriousness seepin in through every uncaulked gap joint an gutter               

an aint a connected soul lifting a finger to help avert the obvious

Well fuck

                 Id rather laugh than cry

You help me laugh with your absurd little antics

--   Theyre curiosities

--   Theyre antics

When someones curiosity has congealed and cured into  into      Into a blackjack or nail-studded mace
that curiosity aint curious any more

It is fullyformed antic hay  Theatrics

Youre a fuckin artiste

--   Thank you  I spose

--   Gawd no thank you  You help the intolerable be tolerated 

Youre Curly to my Moe  Harpo to Groucho  Costello to Abbott  Laurel to Hardy  Foil to straightman

If I didnt have you in my corner

Fuck

          Idve cut my throat long ago

--   Yaknow  were living in a physician-assisted-suicide-state now

--   Yeah  But first we have to assist the physicians to suicide who arent worth the sheepskin foreskin diplomas conferred upon them

Handed off like Psst buddy You got an extra prophylactic tucked in your wallet Ive used up all mine

Ya notice how I used prophylactic to hunker down alongside your philiacs

--   I did I did

Youre suggesting separating the wheat from the chaff

--   Yes  The chaff chaps my hide

--   And if its all chaff

--   Then   Ive many fewer reasons to cut my throat

You see theyre part of the ceaseless oozing and seeping

--   Part yes  but they aint the root

--   Roots go deep

Cuttin or pullin em  They could very well be the electriccord to the resuscitator or life support

--   Could

But it could also be that the root is part and parcel of their sales pitch

You need me    more than I need you

However  no matter how lopsided the relationship  when the sides of the equation become too tortured

the equation is false
                                   an equals anarchy

--   The fuck

You reciting to me my story about the alley wall in Minneapolis

 

My fear of anarchy   when its spelled without a c

--   Uhhuh

An the clown standing on the island separating traffic  One half his head shaved front to back the other half long hair

--   An the plummeting eagle tattoo on his stubbled half

You really get laid lookin like that

                                                       they said over each other

Were a couple of some kind of queerophiliacs ourselves

                                                                                          arent we

--   Right as rain

afternoon,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  4  11. 15

0057,  Thursday, 5  1. 15