what the hell was with the coffeemaker

it irked him from the kitchen opposite the wall at his back   

he got up off his arse

he made his way to the kitchen sloughing off thoughts that screamed Whar ya goin ya FUCK in his ears

thoughts deem themselves importantdemand your attention  Shaddup hold yer tongues In a moment stick a pin in it
if his thoughts couldnt hold their owntheir place they werent worth his time belligerence bought nothing inside his skull they could hold their peacetheir breaththeir place in line and then speak when spoken to no different than with children in good time good time teaches patience impatient adolts could go to hell he refused to recognise them maybe it wasnt their fault its a kids job to want attention however its their parents job to keep them in check and if there werent two he didnt cut the single parent slack if overrun if deficient they should just have named their child Sex  appropriately or not  tipping off other adults

he walked into the kitchen aroused by the fact that he didnt smell coffee brewing

writing consumed himeveryones allowed an addiction hopefully an addiction that wasnt harmful but like reading it didnt come as a deficit to his other senses

writing didnt stuffup his nosedeafen his ears didnt have him turn a blind eye paying attention only to the words that descended out of his headran before his eyes onto his scribbled page descended out of his convulsing neocortex freefalling with Tom Petty through his sloppy hand that only he could decipher sometimes errant  imperfect  but then setting off a new evolution lopping off a confused stunted shoot sucker  he was a keen arborist

he should have smelled coffee by now

he made strong coffee

he cut it a clump of brown sugar sips from a glass jigger of Irish and ate six or seven Medjool dates

it was a twelvecup carafe

the morning began earlier than he expected

his girlfriend stopped over late unexpected after he buttonedup the liquorstore for the night  that ravishing unexpectedness was the hallmark of their relationship 

they hadnt seen each other in a couple of months

their being apart had exceeded what they thought they would be

unexpectedness is sometimes a bitch or a prick

consequently they evinced a fullblooded stamina  splashed their bedroom walls and bed like mad drunken Pollocks 

they had the stamina for requiting unrequited love that sucked the marrow from their bones and supped on the cytoplasm of their cells  like ravenous vampires

then they collapsedlimbs tangled they fashioned a thousandpiece jigsaw puzzle  difficult and intriguing to determine where he and she began and ended

she had to be gone by six to make it to her studio shower dress to make it to work on time and he couldnt rightfully sleepslack while she had to fling what was left of herself at the day

parting at the big yawn of her car door she conceded You fucked me senseless Im shaky  I feel like an empty eggshell

Then we did as we intended baby  

You 

Im exhausted Husk of a man

she smiled coyly Then I did as I intended while I was conscious . . .

. . . Yes you left abruptly

I did Happily satiated Im sorry I didnt say goodnight But you wouldnt have heard me

he smiled

he wouldnt have

coming up from between her moist thighs rearing his head fatigue sapped him with a leatherwrapped leadshot blackjack 

he wobbled

              but before he dropped he set his doublecymbaled windup alarm clock  a relic My God she often muttered You ever going to get rid of that it OhHell no  Its an alarming clock an for all the years weve known each other its the only alarm to rouse youpry you from sleeps arms  I like sleep Id be happy to be cradled until it got tired of me  Hey Thats my job

he entered the kitchen

just over four cups were made

the red light indicating it was On was out

it was plugged into the wall outlet 

Sonofabitch he nearly moaned its dead

he unplugged it  plugged it in again

still no light

Dead

then something he intuited made him pause  made him step backstep away look at it from a different perspective 

look at it keener 

he let his exhaustion simmer  evaporate   clear his eyes    evacuate his senses

AWMAN 

       AWRIGHT YOU KNUCKLEHEADS he growled

Its always nice to have you back but dont play with the appliances  Just tell me your home

the OnOff switch to the coffeemaker was depressed it was turned Off

Funnyfunny ghosts Youre a riot

the coffee began percolating again

Nice to have you home again roommates You seem always to pick poignant moments Cant you see Im struggling here or was that the point

Fucking comedians

High Noon,  Sunday,  3  6. 18

1503,  Saturday,  30  6. 18

Tom Petty  Free Fallin’  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7BKda_T1eVM

he loved to readeveryone ought to read

if he walked about without a book between his handsunder his eyes he felt odd unbalancedhis perceptions skewed  peering at his surroundings rather than taking them in in determined peeks  random bright revelations      

reading informs

                 it reminds us entertains us stomps on orthodoxys toes  denies dogmawhistles  

otherwise life is unexamined an ignorant life

                                               despite apparent ignorance which today seems to enjoy its unwavering salutary fans

he was reading A Confederacy of DUNCES how fuckin appropriate

                                                                           John Kennedy Tooles 1981 posthumous Pulitzer Prize winner Toole gassed himself in his car outside Biloxi Mississippi in Sixtynine things to do while in Mississippi

while walking he read

                        I would like to know what the Founding Fathers would say if they could see these children (he was watching television) being debauched to furthur the cause of Clearasil. However, I always suspected the democracy would come to this . . . A firm rule must be imposed upon our nation before it destroys itself. The United States needs some theology and geometry, some taste and decency. I suspect that we are teetering on the edge of the abyss.

Toole ceased revising DUNCES in Sixtyfive

walking reading he laughed sardonically  ironically  then he spat aloud Joe Fridays Dragnet bit Just the facts Just the facts ma’am and imagined Joe spinning in his grave at the toutingthe whining of Fake News of Fake Law and Order

of real Cruelty and somehow vindicating Debasementfeeling better for themselves at the expense of Others

Toole wasnt necessarily prescient 

the 60s werent quiet

Nixonian weeds were planted they were cultivated and enduring they inevitably one day would unfurl like miserable orchids their scent a stench permeating the atmosphere admirers Lotus-Eaters lotophages breathed deeply and sighed resisters retched and wiped awful tears and sting from their eyes before their senses rallied and they regained their footing  

abject shock takes its toll

who was he when he looked in a mirror  a book clutched in his hand  

did he look like act like talk like the manchild who represents the American presiduncey to the eyes of a bewildered world

no

   but then that man didnt read  or let alone could walk and chew gum at the same time

1519,  Reggae Friday,  29  6. 18

0944,  Saturday, 30  6. 18

935 days remaining or less

quote from page 42

there is some comfort in pain  

Now why that is he couldnt say  he couldnt say he was due it he couldnt say he was fond of it though somehow
it seemed fairseemed  due

                                            somehow

a past life

future life

he had a long intimate relationship with pain

it cloaked himsheathed him like sex  an he dug sex

                                                      sides of the same coin

an given that cold brass tack fact

he wasnt gonna bitch
                       whod bitch

it seemed to him however that his scale was tilted towards pleasure

if he could maintain thatkeep that the weighted endkeep his benefit Fuck it  Bring on the pain  hed shaddup suck it up

he had no patience for noisy sufferers                                                                                                                                    

2311,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  6. 18

1138,  Thursday,  21  6. 18

the FAKE PRESIDENT recently berated a protester in Duluth at another one of his rallies (talk about insecurity)

“Is that a man or a woman?”                                                         

it was breathtaking

not only for his childishNO  infantile admonishment(Donald will have to look up the word) but more so that Ive also thought Is that a man or a woman of the him

he doesnt act manly he acts like a spoiled brat

Seventysomething

“Oh we have a single protester, there we go. Goodbye, darling,” Trump said as his supporters in their red “Make America Great Again” hats cheered.

“So we have a single protester, he’s going home to his mom. Say hello to mommy. And tomorrow, the fake news will say tomorrow, massive protests at the Trump rally. One person. Massive protests.”

smacks of presidential staturetimber  Presence huh

if he were on fire I wouldnt walk across the street to piss on him to put him out

11-ish,  Thursday,  21  6. 18

0005,  Friday,  22  6. 18
936 days remaining or less

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2018/06/21/was-that-man-or-woman-trump-mocks-man-bunned-protester-in-minnesota.html

White unAmericans

anti-Muslim animus is anti-American

                                      Americas racist president leads the charge  a wannabe who might not be able to find his dick if it wasnt attached to him tucked exquisitely under his long long tie

Right On! Justice Sontomayor::https://www.motherjones.com/politics/2018/06/sotomayor-dissent-trump-travel-ban/

2007, Thursday,  28  6. 18

937 days remaining or less

PS  I was incommunicado when the decision was related

It’s important this store runs efficiently . .

. . Youll excuse me  her eyes bugged a bit as he interrupted some people dont like excusedthey lose their placetheir streamofconsciousness  he always thought if they did then they hadnt truly thought through what they were sayingtheir position  stick a bookmarker between the pages address the interruption 
                                                                                           Youll excuse me when you say efficiently youre saying it be run by the corporate book

Corporate spends a great deal of time and money . .

. . Not if they didnt pay the smucks who discreetly clandestinely insist of the necessity of their work thereby retaining their Im-sure-dramatically-higher-wages-than-the-working-stiffs-and-most-all-middle-managers incomes  developing horseshit  remedial horseshit  prettied up power-pointed to appear spectacular lucid and unimpeachablenot that corporate heads would challenge them theyre advising themtheyre the experts  who would they be to challenge an expert  their authoritarianness conflated allows and abets the experts authoritarianness

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Awright  Then succinctly  Are you familiar with the Antichrist

The Antichristthe Devil?

You are familiar

Yes. Though I fail to understand given what we’re discussing has anything to do with religion.

Rather than religion lets call it faith  Better yet call it good faith

Alright. Good faith.

Wonderful By your own admission youre not from not trained in liquor accordingly business would have business believe that one product is another product and therefore a selling point is a selling point no matter the product  theyre interchangeable

Theyre not

Also what is not and why I mention the Antichrist this store is Corporates Antichrist it functions in opposition to the strictures Corporate would have it run

The outlines the powerpoints are neglected because the culture this store servesthe neighbourhood this store serves  gags on corporate fidelitycorporate identity people here earn their money with blood sweat and tears they toil they put their backs into their work Rare to see pretty ironedcrisp white shirts here

Corporate would be better served to turn a blind eye disregard the upstairs experts and allow us to identify with the people and culture that is preponderant and spending their coin providing the profits corporate receives not spite its face cutting off its nose 

Our noses are to the ground and the grindstone 

Experts be hanged

I forgot what I was talking about.

Forgot to bookmark ithuh We were discussing the efficiency Corporate deems necessary for this store to function in kind with the blueprint expertly-devised for all stores in three states Approximatelyif I may  approximately the same number of bones twohundredandsix there are in an adult human body  except our bones are incongruous not conjoined not tethered by tendons and ligaments Spastic I would offer And believedby experts to be able to bent over touch it toes and not not fall on its face despite the body disjointeddespite the inequality of spirit between those who do and though who believe they can tell them what to do without themselves able to do what they do it somehow beneath them

The Untouchables

 

1411,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  6. 18

GONE FISHIN’

                          couldnt figure out how to copy and paste a GONE FISHIN’ scrawled on a cartoon wood sign   I suck

LATER

Reggae Friday,  22  6. 18

Name of da Fadder da Son da Holy Spirit  AwChrist Enough oda pleasantries Fadder

Dis is da crux of my confession 

Ey don believe 

Ey wan my soul baak 

My baptism was der fokes idea na mine Its my mind ta have it baak spun returnd ta me  Returnd ta me whas mine 

My soul 

Ey wanit baak

Ey wan my soul baak

no words came from the other side of the pale damask screen the priests silhouette darkened it so he knew he spoke to someone  

Can ye do dat Fadder

Ey suppose ifn ya excommunicate me my soul would cum baak right quik  eh

the silhouette remained unmoved 

he heard him breathesigh FADDER  Fadder eyve read da muckymucks da Churchs hotshots git it  not usually tho da commoners da strum an drang bits an pieces bricks an mortar of da Holy edifice  Ey woud say us yokels   

Ey read right

Dint ey

the silhouette shifted the priest moved his arse on the hardwood chair just a bit

he shifted his too FADDER Yave nuthin ta say ta me

Yave vowed na ta give baak souls

Eym no Indian giver Caant be

Ey didnt give up my ma an da did na me A wee childs cry aint a concession  He caant give na wha he don know he hasYea

Yave nuthin ta say ta me

he stood abruptlypowerfully the chair struck the back of the confessional EY  WAN  MY  SOUL  BAAK

the silhouette didnt flinch

late 2017

1510,  Twosday,  19  6. 18

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6b0yRNSZbCQ 

my apologeezs  it is unlike me to task my readers with repeated clips to digest first

“. . Ivanka feels very stronglymy wife feels very strongly about it . .” a man led by his nose

why does Ivankas feelings outweigh the First Ladys feeling

curious to ponder  though I dont imagine that question will be asked if I could I would

0047,  Thursday,  21  6. 18

well Bobby  I couldnt agree any more

https://www.theguardian.com/film/video/2018/jun/11/robert-de-niros-fuck-trump-speech-at-tony-awards-video

our politics are in kind though some might say were unkind

to which Id say Fuck you too

0017,  Thursday,  21  6. 18

944 days remaining or fewer

https://www.bbc.com/news/44537372

US quits ‘’biased” UN Human Rights Councilwhere does the administration get off calling anyone or thing biased  they wrote the book for biased and worse    

Ambassador Haley declared the Council QUOTE a cesspool of political bias UNQUOTE  it seems in order to assess anothers bias there must be a familiarity with a cesspool of their own  and if somebody didnt put those words in her mouth she ought to have her mouth grinded and washed out with a bar of Fels-Naptha laundry soap

then deny her a dose of SUPERSTRENGTH Listerine to cleanse her palate

shed need it

              pot calling the kettle black

since when has this FAKE PRESIDENTs administration ever been concerned with human rights First Peoples rights Black Lives Womens rights and certainly not in regards to migrants and refugees 

human rights wasnt a subject of discussion with North Koreatoo busy discussing nuclear disarmament they said too busy stroking each others cock I suspect    

human rights isnt a subject of discussion with China Russia the Philippines Turkey

and ohChristplease cite an anti-Israeli bias

bias towards an apartheid government

its treatment of Gaza

Palestinians gunned down for throwing rocks and rolling burning tires 

how many dead Israeli soldiers in that brutal exchange

the wheels on the bus go round and round round and round round and round

but this bus is running on flats  

no hands on the steering wheel

2357,  Twosday,  19  6. 18

1307,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20 6. 18

945 days remaining or fewer

Rovian: “. . . when we act, we create our own reality. And while you’re studying that reality – judiciously, as you will – we’ll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, . . . We’re history’s actors . . . and you, all of you (except those who are at our teat, our ardent LOYAL followers), will be left to just study what we do.”

Americas FAKE PRESIDENT says he will sign a “Pre-Emptive” order to preempt the orderthe policy he wished enforced to separate families at the border as a deterrent Zero Tolerance curiously that describes my tolerance towards him  RESIST

  

https://www.npr.org/2018/06/20/621798823/speaker-ryan-plans-immigration-votes-amid-doubts-that-bills-can-pass?utm_source=npr_newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_content=20180620&utm_campaign=breakingnews&utm_term=nprnews

1051,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  6. 18

a loop keeps reoccurring reoccurring to himnot days apart 

its been weeks since it first seemed to him  his memory haunting himnot caring to be denied or ignored  residual  toxic and benign he could scrub it until he scrubbed himself raw but it wasnt going awayrelenting

he was stained

it stayed

lazy and greedy occurred to him at once  unseparated

greedy  

lazy

      a maniacal loop fixed end on end a fabric fixed with fast stitch not fixedcorrected  permanently fixed

lazy and greedylazy and greedy  two silveredmirrors set across from each other multiplying their overlayed image into infinity perhaps  if he could look deeply into their repeated face atomised

if laziness is astute he thought it a natural attribute of the lazy they learn and understand when and where they can siphon from others  the others are either unaware or indulgent or aware but too committed to the matter at hand to be distracted by the fray of indolencetheir minor irritation  

however a parasite doesnt go unnoticed

                                          while not attended to during the heat of the matter at the appropriate time the tickthe leech are either backed out a smouldering match held to their posterior or gently wishing though not to be gentle gently sliding a fingernail beneath their anterior sucker pushing it aside rather than pulling on it to minimise the damage their teeth could inflict exacerbating the wound

infection is unwanted

it seemed he couldnt tolerate as others might the unending tumble of greed and laziness 

he understood they were attributes inherent to human animals he did but lacking tolerance he consistently positioned himself to work separate of his workmates which his workmates didnt minded because none wanted to work as hard as he didthey couldnt keep up he exhausted them however it wasnt because they were either lazy or greedy  among them a few were he realised long ago that by his equation he wouldnt have to contend with that few

he left them far afield

inert dust and hubris in their teeth 

he didnt look back

1600ish,  Thursday,  14  6. 18

1103,  Monday,  18  6. 18

FAKE PRESIDENT  Mr “I Alone Can Fix It” can’t; so he is blaming Democrats: “Their obstructionthey’re really obstructionists, and they are obstructing.” 

casting pearls before swine aint he . . careful “ . . lest they trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you in pieces.”  Matthew 7:6  

https://www.washingtonpost.com/video/politics/segments/trump-the-united-states-will-not-be-a-migrant-camp/2018/06/18/da8811d4-7313-11e8-bda1-18e53a448a14_video.html?utm_term=.490b47697ee7&wpisrc=nl_daily202&wpmm=1

“What’s happening (on his Watch) is so sad, is so sad.”

1349,  Twosday,  19  6. 18

her clear blue eyes shining  she asked him very sincerely Promise me you’ll be vigilant.

her remark came out of the deep deep bluedid she know something he didntwasnt he usually the vigilant onethe one who protected herwhich every man ought to understand is their obligationresponsibility to protect their partnertheir woman from harmnot sexistnot brutish  humane  though unfortunately while they were separate she had been assaulted assaulted by men who somehow determined she acted she was too good for them so they punished her for their perceived affront

he eventually caught up with tworeturning to the scene of the crime as it were  she pointed them out  cant beat the predictability of the human animalthe lesser the intellect or reason the better chance they couldnt resist the magnetic pull of seeing their offence again upclose  as if shed forget their rat faces their postures their swarmy carriage bent by the weight of some fantastic world of their creation carried on their shoulders  stooped   no confidence    cowards

unfortunately he couldnt provoke either

maybe his words were too bigtoo evolved for their small brains

he was a good fisherman 

he just couldnt jig or cajole them to raise and take the bait

its difficult to let brutal go

cowards

          if they want to beat on unsuspecting women they were lionsthey had the advantage  but placed inside the frame of a fair fightnot really his adrenaline was stoked so high he tasted it  it was wicked intoxicating  a high he coveted

its difficult to step away from

but ultimately responsible for his actions  unless they threw the first punch to enable his defence he wouldnt strike first

no matter the delicious violence that would ensue

maybe if he lost more oftenlost more than he won he wouldnt have this heightened perception and lustit was lust 

his sexual lust and violent lust were on par

either  no matter sufficed

some people covet tattoos

he coveted scars

they werent convenient

yet their permanenceetched in his flesh were utterly unforgettable

he was sure someone didnt forget why they were tattooed 

though he wasnt sure exactly they could say what they paidwhat the artists name waswhat the circumstances were that led to the violence of the needle puncturesthe coloured inks

painful over thin skinover bone

not as painful as when someone chickened out and grabbed up something alienused something other than their fists or knees elbows or feet and disarming them  and disregarding the temptation to brutalise them with the tool they grasped he invariably punished them more than he initially intended only adding a singular stripe more 

he didnt kill them for their indiscretion

which isnt to say he wasnt tempted Fifth Dimension One Less Bell to Answer

You’ll be vigilant?

Yesbaby Ill be vigilant I promise

she smiledshe was relieved  Thank you. I love you so very much.

1919,  Sunday,  17  6. 18

1418,  Monday,  18  6. 18

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0Q9en-GEBU