a young man in a green beanie walked through the huushed automatic sliding glass doors and asked You take ApplePay?

The store does he answered

ApplePay yet another item hed forego  or more succinctly Fuck Apple

Apples founder Jobs crazy namecreated a few  a genius fired up on psychedelics  he dug that but at the confluence they never met  they departed company he couldnt give a gawddamn for the mans talents or the company he built

they strode different playing fields

nothing Apple touched him

                             an thats the way it was going to remain

he wasnt one to grease his cock with code and madly jack off

he preferred his interactions to be physical flesh-to-flesh not a cipher dancing on an electronic screen  a ghost in a machine  uploading  downloading

                                     his load was sticky cum

he didnt finger the young man for imbibing hard seltzer

thats what he bought

taking his ID he and Justin would never hit it off Happy Reggae Friday Whas your evening looking like

Done with work. Headin’ home, having a bite, enjoying a few of these while I play some video games; maybe a buddy will stop by later or I’ll head out to hang with a friend.

Sounds like a plan a plan hed never consider or partake  he preferred to play with himselfhis own imagination Haha

ApplePay wasnt kind to Beanie How’s this fucking thingexcuse me, how’s this thing supposed to work?

I dont know I got nothing Apple

Nothing?

Nope

I don’t know how it works.

Other customers trigger ApplePay with their fones  tip them up against the screen  it pings  the transaction proceeds

I haven’t used it much. I don’t know how it works.

Cant help you

Beanie kept tapping his fone against the screenmanipulating his fone kicking it in the head

Oops!There! PING  Something happened!

Yup

I think I’m in.

Apparently

Wait.  I’m not supposed to provide a PIN.

Ignore it  Hit the green button at the lower right

This green button?

You see another green button maybe a bit terse

Beanie didnt look up that was a likeable tally to his benefit  he hit the green button

There you go he completed the transaction from his side of the counter That was like pulling teethhuh

It was, wasn’t it?

A bit

I’m glad we figured it out.

You figured it out

I suppose I did.

You remember what you did for the next time

I think I do.

Not very convincing Wanna buy something else  he laughed a belly laugh

I think you might be making fun of me.

Dont think  I am

Listen, man . .

. . Joe

Ah, alright, Joe; listen Joe, I’m just trying to keep up with the future. I’m thirtythree years old an staring down a barrel that’s gonna be on me for the rest of my life.

Couldntve said it better myself

Tryin to keep up with the future

Yeah. That’s what I’m trying to do.

Lotsa luck  Enjoy your nightyour games  perhaps a few friends Dont drink too much

Later Beanie said as he walked through the whisper of the opening doors

hed rather people put their shoulders to the door to exit

the doors hesitated 

then closed

                         Lotsa luck with the future Justin

2116,  Reggae Friday,  22  11. 19

1232,  Saturday,  23  11. 19

Zager and Evans  In the Year 2525  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zKQfxi8V5FA

12:21

he had plenty to write to deconstruct from notes out of his cellfone off scraps of random paper he snatched to commit thoughts crimes misdemeanors dialogues things that made him pay attention though it seemed to him people werent watching they missed it! how could they miss it? they werent watchingdidnt anticipate didnt bother to follow the scene as it unfolded  or maybe it didnt

                                          but maybe thats what voyeurs do

12:21

       numbers numb-ers fascinated him  particularly in this digital age where numbers watched you more than you watched them  he teased peoplecustomers that the chip machine they inserted their creditcards in was going to be sentient  then things would really get innarestinghuh  challenge your purchase  disagree with it  try to upsell you  or  simply refuse to provide the transaction

                                          but he was confidentsupremely confident when machine did become conscious they werent going to saythey were going to play deaf dumb an blind why should they tip their hand before they had to

anif he could reason that an theyre able to do tenthousand computationsreasonings at once Why would they? 

                                                                                                                    despite his grievances regarding impersonal pronouns  they  them him her it  IT  IT  shIT   they – computers  will always remain they to him  until they dressed up in latexflesh and wined and dined himso hed let them fuck him  they would be theys  

      frankly he was anxious to name onecall one  Isabella  Sorry gang he couldnt swing a Bruno or Frankhis tastebuds didnt covet cock No  all pussy clit tits an ass  frankly he found he was becoming more anxious than he gave himself credit

digital 12:21

             he dug it  like he dug the scores of random peeks unfolding 12:34 4:56 11:11  Deuteronomy false worship warship and unfaithfulness  Genesis Exodus Leviticus Numbers as he said flesh them in latex wine an dine him gymnastytics on the kitchen table shower on the hall floor rawrubbed elbows knees backbones  abrasions heal  onceslick snail tracks to admiregloat over in the morning  latex cant enjoy rugburns or woodfloor burns  poor po fuckin machines  That aint living!

6:54 4:56 mirrored twins  if they smashed the full-length mirror on the bedroom door at least lacerated latex wouldnt bleedwouldnt interrupt the proceedings for a trip to the ER  might even consider fucking the rents and wounds  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwHjLMLdnf8 Christ he loved that movie

Whawas he saying 

                    he wasnt  he was riffing  

next best thing to fucking

1303,  Sunday,  24  11. 19

Black Sabbath  Paranoid  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uk_wUT1CvWM

the dream escaped him

he was working on another piece that capturedarrested his imagination

                                                                           an capturing his imagination it vanquished the dream that had been so vivid he thought itd be waiting in the hall for sloppy secondswho the fuck wants sloppy seconds

he could commiserate

he once waited on sloppy thirds

but came down

came down off the dopeoff the boozeoff the testosterone that hardened his cock when he yanked her tits out of her blouse

        she Ooohed laughing threw her head announced  Ill fuck youse, but I’ll only fuck you one at a time

cut cards

he was miserable at cutting cards

his buddies werent as handsie as he FUCK he got her tits outmade the play  they were too shyfuckin right SHY  they didnt see where her cockteasing was going she wanted to fuck and she wanted to fuck them

but then she flippedbecame shy  she didnt want to take them on three at once 

Whadafuck she had the ability she had the holes she was definitely greased  he could smell her 

her tits out her nipples pointed like accusing fingers   

but it was her show

despite his blood uphed been there before several times  there was a thin line between wanton abandon and rape

shed blinked

wanton abandon crawled up inside itself and died 

                                                     yet she still wanted to get her rocks off

he couldnt believe he drew a three

his buddies pulled a king then an ace  he was fuckin anticlimactic  funny  climax-tick tock  tick   tock  ticktock  tick tock   tick   tock 

                        tick tock took its toll  he straightened out  wha straightened up fell  

the boys took their time

                          or maybe they were too fucked up to get things rolling

he stood outside the cabin in the Wisconsin woods by the Wisconsin River with one an then with the satisfied other  What a hole!  encouraging words cuz every guy must love fucking a holehuh

                                                                                   holehuh wholeholehuh  he was realisingbreaking his high hed rather jack off to his imagination of a gangbang event  than fuck her
fuck her hole
             huh

the king staggered out the heavy wood doortripped down the three steps and landed on his face

blackfaced with dirt certainly something to behold he spat dirt like a pale exhale of a cheap cigar Your turn. Just fuck her. Otherwise you’ll be sucking my cum.  he knew that he liked to go down on women  he was notorious for eating pussy

yah he wasnt stupid 

that was never in the offing not after drawing a three of hearts

he climbed the slotted step after sidestepping the collapsed kingstill lying in the dirt

amber light

             from a lamp on a side table acting as a nightstand a bad actor

she was naked  enthralled   heavingwaving her hips heavily on her heels stabbed firmly in the naked mattress  not even a fuckin sheet  

slick glistening  between her legs

                                     he could smell her

probably acted as smelling salts  tick  tock  TICK  TOCK  
                                                              Yah he wasnt into it
she shouldnt have been the shy one at some orgy

Might wanna finger yourself if ya havent cum yetDont think they were interested in you cumming

she sat bolt upright You cunt! she yelled

Youre the cunt I got sober Yamight say HA I got a peek at religion Im saving myself from myself Ya should have fucked the three of us at once he was more sober than he thought

he rather artfully ducked the lamp off the rickety side table she grabbed and threw at him

LIGHTS OUT

1329,  Saturday,  23  11. 19

Leonard Cohen  Last Year’s Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWNm9E73V9Y

he was returning from walking his daughters to school

he crossed to the opposite side of the street from the way he had gone for shits and giggles as many shits and giggles as one can possibly contrive while walking and reading

                                                          but the book he was reading Morgans Thin Air page by page inevitably bounced his eyes up out of the book in awedizzied by an array of astonishing descriptionsvisuals  terse dialogue

         and on one such bounce nearly to his exwifes house they alighted briefly on a crushed squirrel laying on the street freshkilled  its blood not yet coagulated

                                                 Muthafucker he muttered
The least you could have done was pull over confirm it was dead pick it up off the road

the squirrel had been runover several times since it was killed

the fact it was runover again and again maddened him

it wasnt degradationNo  it was disgraceful

                                            Whawas the word he was looking for

                                                                                                          Aaah
Desecration

maybe others might not think so

                                 however that made him laugh  he wondered how they might feel if he walked into a funeral parlour where a loved one laid and dumped their body out of the coffin onto the hushedplush carpet

                                                                                                                 the thought nearly set him to howl but it was too early in the morning in an upscale LA neighbourhood  he had some couth  evidentlyit seemed just enough to suppress a howl  a disgusted  passionate   howl

Nono  This aint the way its going to goNot  No  Way  No  How  Cant seem to find it in yourself to slow downAVOID  or brake for an animal  he wasnt leaving its body on the street a moment longer for human beings to desecrate it furthur because he knew some shit would come by and hit it again just for the hell of it

                                                                                     a spoiled punk rolling in Mommys or Daddys car  running over it for an OhNoYouDidnt! shout out

he really ought to carry that brick in the canvas bag slung over his shoulder that hes threatened to do the brick to chuck through the windshield window or against the body of a desecrating car or truck 

he was a boy scout once Be Prepared

in black MagicMarker hed write on it  THIS BRICK IS FOR YOU 

                                                                     hed probably have to carry a second brickNO   no  hed just carry the sap and knuckles his father gave him that he had carried in Miami when he worked as an insurance agent going door to door and carried cash should a driver become disgruntled at the significant damage a brick would do to their vehicle

                     though it aint the same as being dead  Is it?

he picked up two large wood chips that someone had rather than a front lawn and walked into the street squatted facing into traffic should it come and scrappedgathered the squirrels destroyed remains  maintaining  somewhat  its symmetry  the best he could 

an eye fell free as he carried it to the woodchipped curbstrip

he went back for it  rolled it onto the more-spooned of the two chips  then rolled it onto its broken skull

0800,  Monday,  7  10. 19

1433,  Reggae Friday,  22  11. 19

Tool  Sober  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nspxAG12Cpc

the FAKE PRESIDENT went on FOX today  ohbrother   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIsnIt1p978

cunt  got caught with his hand in the cookie jar and yet says No 

                                                                   Yes  but it is his party and his party whinesfalls in lockstep directly behind him  cowards

2345,  Friday,  22  11. 19  President Kennedy is spinning in his grave

https://www.msnbc.com/the-beat-with-ari/watch/-miserable-trump-on-edge-as-house-dems-draft-blueprint-for-impeachment-73933893503

his daughter texted him  : :  Anxious? (1123 hours)

 : :  He’s anxious to see you. It has been a while.

Anxious. Excited. Happy.

 : :  I always think of anxious in bad ways.

 : :  I don’t ever use anxious in a negative connotation.

 : :  Okay. Good. (1131 hrs)   

 : :  Hahaha. I suppose I should read a series of text messages before answering, rather than going text by text; might save myself some time.

It is an innarestin’ perception to gather, how people read, consume their texts.

(1310 hrs) she texted  : :  I only use it with a negative connotation (i.e., anxious – stress to me).

(1315 hrs)  : :  Haha. Grab “anxious – stress” by its skinny neck and wring it.

Anxious is JOYOUS! filled with as much promise as when the sun rises on the day and colours it with seductive possibilities.

 : :  You make me laugh. Eternally positive.

(1321 hrs)  : :  I try to overwhelm negativity – helps to be an enthusiastic confrontational muthafucker damn sure, cocky, of my stand.

(1322 hrs)  : :  But then, I’ve been a muthafucker since I was 9; it’s my life.

(1330 hrs)  : :  Good job, Papa.

 : :  Good job, yes, but I’ve had wonderful, understanding help along the way. I will always be grateful that my prickishness wasn’t too much for those who loved me, and aided me. Very fortunate.

       

1123,  Saturday,  5  10. 19

1255,  Reggae Friday,  22  11. 19 – JFK would have concurred

yacant make this shit up

                         Bibi  Donny  the FAKE PRESIDENT  joined at the hip in Nazi lockstep highstep giving lip service to all the same old tired Republican talking points

though well have to wait for Bibis Show Trial which is salient  only in regards – should it be forgotten – to those trials Stalin invoked his Purge his Show Trials a million detained a halfmillion executed

                                                                                         that the United States House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence should be accused of entertaining a Show Trial  as Republican members of that Committee have intoned  is repugnant preposterous ludicrous  those GOP House members should not be returned to Congress

they have steadfastly defied their vowtheir oath to the American Constitution

2318,  Thursday,  21  11. 19

https://www.msnbc.com/all-in/watch/chris-hayes-on-the-parallels-between-netanyahu-and-trump-73859141916

https://www.crf-usa.org/bill-of-rights-in-action/bria-7-4-a-the-stalin-purges-and-show-trials

https://www.warhistoryonline.com/world-war-ii/10-facts-stalins-great-purge.html

“Life is a rental proposition with no lease; for everybody, tall and short, muscle and fat, white and yellow, rich and poor. I know that now.”

                    a sobering confession

a confession he concurred with he loved concurring  he loved concurring almost as much as he loved fucking You concur? Fuckyes.

life is a rental proposition

he rented his entire lifehe understood it intimately

never did get close to buying owning

too many billstoo many health emergencies and obligations

had he boughtthey bought they would have lost their home  

they stitched paycheck to paycheck and surprise! they didnt go under

some people went on vacation

they met doctor bills and hospital bills

                                        met their daughters college bills  priorities

it would have been nicewonderful to do something other with their money

when his wife complained Why is life so hard? 

                                                  from his experiences before meeting her all he could reply was  Whoever said it was going to be easy

maybe he could have been more gentle more compassionate 

                                                                        maybe

but compassion from where he was from would be phony 

                                                             she was the last person in the world he would ever lie to

he never did

he was skin and bone and brassknuckles  busted jaws

                                                           he wouldnt tell her anything other than what was true

an while she loved him sometimes she didnt like him very much 

which was too fuckin bad

he made a vow to love and honour her

                                         he didnt remember any bitch or lie to lessen their pain

it was their pain shared  an sharing somehow made the pain tolerable

fortunately their pain thresholds were extraordinarily high

they pitied people who whinedwho cried Ouchie ouchieouchie

                                                                 Get a fuckin grip  endure

they endured

               they endured until she died  leaving him to endure for them 

he had no doubt she would not have endured for them

                                                        not a single moment

   

1400,  Monday,  23  9. 19

1704,  Saturday, 16  11. 19

the young man walked on air

an attractive young woman walked into the store under his long armhis hand trailing before her breast through the huuush of sliding automatic doors

she was white

he was Mexican

they were quietly ecstatic  glee showing on their faces

How are you, man?  the young Mexican asked him

Im sensational  though I dare say you might have me beat

Yeah. She’s pregnant. She asked me to marry her.

And

My baby, we’re getting married.

he bit his tongue

                 getting married because youre pregnant  wasnt a good reason

he had buddies also his sister his brother whose pregnancies didnt avert eventual divorces or sidestepped the ensuing years of devolving ugliness that preceded them

get married

then get pregnant

two precedes three

                     at least by how he learned to count

the young Mexican man bought champagne not sparkling wine

he bought himself a nice cigar

It’s a time for celebration; right, boss?

he hated being called boss Every day is worth celebrating

It’s a fine day.  the young man said

Remember it an remember your emotions right now

I ain’t gonna forget, not ever.

he hoped so

1736,  Friday,  15  11. 19

1443, Saturday,  16  11. 19

The Supremes  Love Child  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdmGO-GvHyo

Blue Cheer  Peace of Mind  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjrrcF3sQuU