15.12.17




he was listening to Vic Chesnutts singer suicide Little album  he happened to back into Chesnutt accidentally after bumping into Mark Linkous  also a singer songwriter suicide 

he couldnt say how he wandered into that narrow roomanymore than how he found himself across the hall in another small room from where he had just come where he pinballed between a slew of film writers/directors 

a moth he felt like an effervescent powdered moth fluttering at the brightlight of an unseen unrealised incandescent lightbulb

he stopped himself an huffed huffed loud enough for his voice to carry across the hall to the cinema room  Everyone please  Please excuse me Im usually not this clumsy  Its likely Im just off-kiltera little in-awe  Awed  

unsaid was awshucks





                                   awshucks  a part a niggling part a meditation a repetitionover an over to himself
wondering whywhich was common sense to him  why she hadnt communicated or acknowledged what he had said to her just prior
Im gonna pinch youwake you upwake you out of your reverie

Oh darn I dont think I mailed the electric bill yesterdayI meant to Ill have to look when I get home

she didnt ask Why would you pinch me or maybe say Im awake

Not wideawake  If you were wideawake you wouldnt have said anything about your electric bill until after you addressed me pinching you  I should expectshouldnt I a reiteration a remark to what I said to you  Pinch you  I wouldnt pinch youcant  Id have to be in the same room    I was being blatant   

Why would you be blatant


Im blatant quietly shaking his headbewildered because even being blatant doesnt  doesnt seem to scratch the surface of our communication
Ive told you before  Im distracted

Distracted is one thing  You seem oblivious  oblivious at least to what I am saying  You treat me with shorthand

Im distracted


Well  I like to imagine at least Im on the backburner  Youll be sure to let me know if you take me off the stove right

Youre ridiculous  Why would I take you off the stove
Because you didnt tell me when you put me on the backburner



a writer a suicide

NAH  Too fuckin melodramatic


he was in love with life

 

1102,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  13  12. 17
Vic Chesnutt  Speed Racer  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGH85qC0ECE



he aint no Roy Rogers

Roy Moore hasnt conceded   but he doesnt have to any more than a beat doglayin on its backpissin itself has to admit it was whupped


1358,  Friday.  15  12. 17
1132 days remaining or less

14.12.17









he straightened the cheapframed slip of paper that had Bill the Cat toastedblack on it 

above his wildwhiskered bugeyed frayed skull in heavy black letters it read                     

I’ve gone to look/for myself. If I/should return/before I get back,/keep me here.




Yah he related  that pretty much says everything anyone could want to know about me Im not like everyone else
Me an The Kinks  Yacant work em out if you triedan I wouldnt let ya  Im happy as I amthank you

a naysayer  he forgot where they were somewhere he didnt want to be escorting his girl  hed take a bullet for her  the naysayer asked Certainly  something   would make you more happy

Yes

And that would be
Ya leave me alone  Attend to whats yours an Ill attend to mine  Im not greedy

Did he just accuse me of being greedy NO  Its not greed    You lack ambition

You my motherinlaw HA  You might want to correct yourselfyour lil ol subjective self   I may lack your ambitions not mine  I wouldnt presume either that my ambitions were yours  Dont be so fuckin judgemental
Youll live longer

the naysayer leaned back  away

he wasnt sure how to take Youll live longer Did he just threaten me though he didnt ask

as he watched the machinations work on the naysayer-better-not-play-pokers face he thought If I was him an thought I threatened him Id ask
                 but he wasnt much for assumptions
he was direct  not one for pussyfooting around
too much pussyfooting around

You have a fine evening man

Yes ah  Thank you   he looked down at the groundthe tile was ceramic  he supposed thats what you say when youre dismissing someone

he looked up to get the last word in but saw he was already across the room had a beautiful woman gently by the elbow

as they talked he stroked his beard

the naysayer was nonplussed


Are you mixing she asked

Like oil and water baby

Who

Him  Redhead by the bar

Oh  Him   Looks like you left him nonplussed

Yah  Nonplussed for his pussyfooting
What

Remind me  Ill tell you when we ride home   We leaving soon

You got somewhere to be

Yah  Somewhere other than here with you

You got something in mind

Baby  When dont I  he slipped his hand from her elbow to her hipran his thumb on her hipbone  he sang quietly into her ear  Hipbones connected to the pubicbone pubicbones connected  to  Heaven

You dont believe in Heaven
I believe in your Heaven


We should go

We should





0840,  Twosday,  12  12. 17
The Kinks  I’m Not Like Everyone Else