30.5.20


. . put the lime in the coconut an mixem both together put the lime in the coconut then yafeel better . . 

thats how he remembered the song Nilsson Schmilsson 

if he was wrong Fuck it 
                           no matter  hed been wrong before thats what the words sounded like to him it was hard to hearhard to concentrate on the words 
                                         he was in a hotbox under covers  she was shy his head was between her thighshis tongue in her pussytickling her trying to reach her tonsils an ever itsy bitsy thing in between  first time a guy went down on her
                    she glommed onto the top of his headhad him by the hairyanked it left rightright right left right pulleduppushed down pulledup yanked fuckin gspot fevered  must have been running amok a lively spastic visiting a new playgroundthreethree? times she tried to crush his skulltried to fit his head up inside her quaff it swallow ittried to engulfengulp it  like a snake at its prey

still she didnt wanna see him at her
                                       though more likely she didnt want him to see her quakingqiuvering lips she didnt think vaginas were attractive hers embarrassed her an he couldnt get her off that ponytailed prejudice he couldnt stop her from calling it a vaginaso fuckin clinical  quim cunt pussy slit peachfish
                                                                                 to be fair he was a huge fan of oysters  their construct folds slipperiness liquid taste texture sucking  how sensual

she didnt buy it
                  It’s ugly. You want it?  Get under the covers.

Its not an it Its beautiful  OKeefeian
Shaddup!
            really dug her heels in an no amount of cajoling or flatteryhe tried drugs nothing bent her will

so  he went hotboxsweat like a pig

shared it with her pussy

dug his companion Cantcha talk to her he whispered between bites an nibbles an sucks tryin to turn her inside out



Nilsson went off in his head as he gaze outside into a stone garden and fountain beyond her bedroom through fixed plateglass windows rather a see-through wall

her room was hermetically sealed the windows couldnt yawn or tilt or gape a fuckin waste the outdoors out of doors like a caged animal

usually he hated hotboxes coldboxes ceiling fans recirculated air recirculated farts and belches and halitosis whispered lies plots intrigue  which all could be swept fresh or scrubbed by a breeze or wind

outside in the gardenoutside the dust and rainstained glass the crossed woodframes hanging from a greened brass hook was a slender flaccid wind chime

whoever hung it she said she hadnt wasnt interested in its music 

who would torture a wind chime

maybe it was hung only for the benefit of the sun playing on it exciting its crystalbeaded clapper and tooheavy crystalfaceted bob 

four thin metal chimes hung down around the clapper and bob

no wind penetrated the garden or circulated to stir the chime

its utility denied
                  he wondered why it was ever hung



like trying to slip a slice of lime inside an intact coconut

0936,  Twosday,  21  1. 20
1501,  Saturday,  30  5. 20

distraction from $105K (Killed)


"With this launch, the decades of lost years and little action are officially over," the president the clown missing from Washingtons center ring and sawdust said
"Past leaders put the United States at the mercy of foreign nations (RUSSIA) to send our astronauts into orbit--not anymore. Today we once again proudly launch American astronauts on American rockets--the best in the world--from right here on American soil."
NPR cited “Actually, it was two past presidents who put NASA on the path to this SpaceX launch, though it would be hard to know that from listening to the post-launch speeches.”
Pence was there to suck his cock "Today is the culmination of three and a half years of renewed leadership in space," calling the launch "a tribute to the vision and leadership of a president who, from the very first days of this administration, was determined to revive NASA and American leadership in human space exploration.." saying this of a president who struggles to find his cock for his obesitywho refuses to wear a mask during the coronavirus pandemic because it will mess up his makeup  is a desperate reach  
1758,  Saturday,  30  5. 20



Saul on Breaking Bad said Let it be noted, I do this under duress.

he laughedcracked him up Sauls protest would have been more viable had it been recorded in writing documented

once he supposed Saul aspired to be an esquire
                                                        Once

now hes a preeminent shyster preeminent preceding shyster a bridge too farNah Saul was superlative shyster


at the only corporate job he ever heldhe had to be physically broken to come in from the outsidemade him cry like a baby the last time he cried like that was when a fuck shot his dog and he couldnt prove the muthafucker did it the police and authorities werent interested he was new to the area living rural the ranchers family had been there generations Com’on, your dog was just a dog.
                                                 the only corporate job he ever held everything and anything he was required to signbecause he was usually against their new provisions every few months something new and always indemnifying the corporation at the expense of their customers and always revealed in fine print deep in the contract that they insisted everyone should readpages of fine print while knowing full well people wouldnt read they didnt have time or magnifying glasses  and they wanted the product so ofcourse they signed
                                                                                        the only corporate job he had when push came to shove for his signature he signed too  


Corporate  sharp as they were covering their ass didnt think someone might cover their own they thought his last name was Underduress

2323,  Reggae Friday,  29  5. 20
1059,  Saturday,  30  5. 20


hmm   theres hoi polloi  the common   the masses  and theres hoity toity  the snobbish   the haughty

they damn near rhyme


Hey, boy!
           nearly rhymes too 
Boy!

Keep it comin, boy, keep it comin!

that frosted his fannyBoy  Boy
                                 that he was supposed to fall over himselfbe at beck an call serving refilling getting fresh hot black coffee for the monkey because he was too busy yapping didnt drink it let it get cold  doesnt like cold coffee SHADDUP 
                   and the while responding to Boy

Daresay Dont think so fuckNot your boy 
Not anyones boy mister

Aah, did I say, boy?

Ahh  Yaknow ya did


Maybe . . . accidentally 

he howled another scab pickedpulled at 
                                            Yawannanother cup of coffee Fetch it yourself
Myself?
Yourself

Aah. You forget yourself. I’m along for the ride. A Ghost Rider of the Purple Sag . . 
. . Rider Riders   Riders of the purple sage  A Zane Grey book

Or something like tha . .
. . No  Exactly that  Either Ghost Riders in the Sky or Riders of the Purple Sage No excuses Own up


Something like that.
                     I’m not into Western music or novels. I dig it, though, when Indians come away with scalps, or, for that matter, anyone comes away with a bloody scalp.
And white women are taken captive.
Yes.

Yah

Yes. Let’s say no more, not speak of it any longer, I’ve wasted more breath than I ever imagined I would have . . talking to you.

Ahh Lets say no more


Good.
       Now, get my coffee pronto. I need to stoke my caffiend.

Yah

Yes.



he hated when he argued with himself


he won one way or the other

0835,  Twosday,  21  1. 20
1332,  Reggae Friday,  29  5. 20
Ghost Riders  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W56pl1QZNcQ                                     

29.5.20



. . . all belligerent and convinced of their own uniqueness
                                                               Ellroy The Storm

thats somethinghuh speaks for more than a few

it was appropriate he set his sights and wrote it on a piece of paper paper stained by white tea
                                                                                                      he needed something to write on the pages above it were ruinedhe hated to see paper wasted

he worked his way down through the ruined pages until he found the first page that might holding his ink without being shredded by his pen thrusts and lashings

he wrote on it while it was still damp avoiding those portions which might not have withstood his penpoint or its torque torture

the page was worth its rescue he hoped his words alike


the clutch of pages had white tea “accidentally” dumped on them 
                                                                     accidentally was happening more and morehis granddaughters assigned accidentally to everything they did wrong or ruined

attention

they wanted attention

he understood that
                     but he couldnt tolerate it

children or notthey werent stupid children

if stupid hed be more tolerant


the pair prefaced all their errorsall their wrongs with I accidentally

no they admitted they werent thinking

although they thought enough to ruin each others things or other peoples things

It’s not mine unsaid was I don’t care


his daughter and her husband called their actions  mischievous
                                                                     as though the word ameliorated their actionsthat their angel-wings wouldnt be trimmed

hed have hacked them off at their backs

he wasnt so kind
                   did his daughter forget she didnt have that leeway
                                                                          or was this one of those things that a child learns growing up feeling affronted by their parents swearing if they had children theyd never suffer their children in kind
WHA A FUCKIN EXCUSE


his daughter and soninlaw didnt admit it


they allowed “accidentally” lock stock and barrel
                                                     as if it was magic


it was reminiscent of his youngest daughter wanting him to allow I didn’t do it; my brain did.
                                                                                                  which he immediately dumped back in her lap like a hot shitNah Your brain is you It isnt a separate entity You can think what you like but whatever you do your actions your brain does Im hanging around your neck

she looked in his eyes
                        he had taken a knee as he always did so they were eyeball to eyeball so they engaged on the same playing level

That’s not fair, Papa.

Good lesson Life isnt fair

he sighed
           Im running through my head all sorts of other recriminations make you wear a wood shingle around your neck defining your error carve with a knife or burn with a hot iron into your forehead Nathaniel Hawthornestyle a scarlet letter

he was being extreme  ridiculous hyperbolic

he understood that everyone is and should be agog of their own uniqueness
                                                                                that everyone was created their molds smashed never to be replicated forever unique  definitely unique

but unique isnt necessarily a good thing
                                           no matter how one feels about it


accidentally

they werent his children to raise


he raised his right or wrong
                              and always advised them as they were growing up that every decision he madetheir mother madethey made together was made out of love

1657,  Monday,  20  1. 20
1117,  Reggae Friday,  29  5. 20

$104 K (Killed)


Go go  go   Drumpf the clown performing on Twitter 
                                                        "These THUGS are dishonoring the memory of George Floyd, and I won’t let that happen. Just spoke to Governor Tim Walz and told him that the Military is with him all the way. Any difficulty and we will assume control but, when the looting starts, the shooting starts. Thank you!"


2101,  Friday,  29  5. 20

behind every liar theres another liar


. . . the president clearly says things that are not true. Do you acknowledge that?

No, I do not acknowledge that. the White House’s other liar press secretary Kayleigh McEnany


1246,  Reggae Friday,  29  5. 20



Animal spirit cards                                 

                                okay not his usual cup of tea hed play alonghe had nothing investedno skin in the game

like Cartamundi ACE playing cards except they were animals divvied into Air Earth Fire Water and Spirit
                                                                                                               Spirit wouldnt turn up for himhe knew ahead of the game its all a game there wasnt a damn thing spiritual about him and that had upset his wife and daughters

he was told to shuffle the cards 

the cards were awkward in his hands

so he tossed the deck up in the air and retrieved them one at a time helter skelter

lots of exasperated looks
                           Wha Im pickin em up More than one way to skin a cat an I know I got cats

their exasperation lingered


after he collected the cards en masse he smeared them across a tabletop messed them up good got his juju deep all over them

it was a process

he got looks


Ah the exasperation was that others wanted to turn a card
                                                               Should have left me for last he said he wasnt apologising

apparently he was cavorting with witches an gypsies seers an seeers warlocks an malcontent hookers who he wouldnt spend a sawbuck to fuck


shimmied an elbowgreased he cut the deck three times an each time pulled a card from its number he liked things in threes finally diminished he had three cards  

he laid them face down side by side

then he felt each card for its properties or for his blind attraction to it 
                                                                        the reality waswas that the card to the left he was selecting he was just making a show
Go left young man  Go left

according to the rules he returned the runners-up to the deck without looking at them NO PEEKIE Nah he didnt find himself curious or prone to breaking basic rules when the rules got convoluted he broken em NO PEEKIE Nah he was good at resisting temptation too many fistfights as a teenager forced by refusing to yield 
                                                                                        more black eyes split lips busted knuckles blood and bruises than pootang or lascivious tickles

infirm notions an infatuations werent worth his time


he turned his card

Swan Water 
                he had anticipated Earth possibly Fire   hardly Water  JaysusChrist


OhBrother the Swan suggested that he needed to write AwBaby he rarely didnt write

My card for the day is to write
                                 for what it was worth he didnt need the mumbojumbo the theatrics the shuffling to tell him what he needed to do


no one in the room who had been exasperated with him were surprised



if they were they didnt know him very well

1308,  Sunday,  19  1. 20
1403,  Thursday,  28  5. 20

28.5.20


the presidents executive order today targets Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act

let me repeat  Communications Decency
                                           funny how it is appropriate or alright for him to lie to be cruel to be indecent  then he get his pretty panties in a bunch when his lies and distortions and inaccuracies are revealed pointedly

Donald J. Trump is a piece of shit
1625,  Thursday,  28  5. 20  



INcarcerated is not INcapacitated

the two balls dont weigh the same 
                                      INcap outweighs INcar and it was INcaps weight that really tipped himpulled him out of alignment


if he had a choice

                        he did if he were to admit it  

he had assumed being INcarcerated



INcarcerated provided that he could remain mobileon his own feet it allowed him to keep moving  as his old man always said Its harder to hit a moving target MISSED still moving  though he cant shed the target on hisback MISSED


being INcapacitated would demand he sit still and take what it dished out

INcapacitated would make him an easy target
                                                  easier to victimise   

unknown to some sorry clueless souls they were BIG easy marks despite the flush of faux superiority painting their cheeks

the only nice thing he might say about flushfaced narcissists was that their blood collected in their heads which made them wonderful bloodballoons
                                when he slammed them with his fists SLAM their thinned skin split juicy  so fuckin juicy 
as he said easy marks

bloodblind they aint fighting backthey flee 
                                             but fleeing and bloodblind he laughed as they tripped over their feet anif they dont trip over their Bozoshoes he obliged them tripped them they aint going anywhere they splashed on the pavement  they kissed and slicked the grass insects Ooohed an Aaahed a feast prepared an set before them they munch happily WOW Narcissistzinged  Deelish
                                              the bugs stamped their feet with appreciation

Okay  low bar as that may be  Life has always been an opportunist  It gratefully subsumes and subsists

he was happy to obligeto indulge it HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY  he glommed onto Ren and Stimpy celebration their cartoon authority had always been more true to him  and transcendental



terribly he willfully accepted being INcarcerated 

                                                        but more terrible unwillingly she had been INcapacitated

1111,  Friday,  17  1. 20
1024,  Thursday,  28  5. 20

$103 K


Yah 103K  killed
                     memorialising

no president of the United States has ever let so manyfuckin many deaths happen in America without acknowledging them

flying a Chinese-made American flag at halfmast for three days over the Memorial Day weekend aint shit
                                                                                                                though one might have to concede it KILLED two birds with one stone


Trump is a piece of shit an extreme white sociopath
                                                       nothing to read into that 
Yes
     he was accusing Trump of racismaccusing him of being a lesser human being which the bottom rung of white America hardily identifies with


black Americans were dying disproportionately
                                                   no word the only words coming out of his mouth are that hes a victim in all of this


he was tired of hearing it


maybe if the piece of shit fell from a Washington building like Russian physicians who challenged Putin fell out of windows in Russia
                     maybe maybe  maybe hed feel for his family
he was lying

hed have nothing for them
                            Nothing

thats how tapped out he was by this criminal living in the White House

1922,  Thursday,  28  5. 20



political theatre


thats all hes got left


his credible wandered away like un unfed dog

We’re here (I’m here) today to defend free speech (and my right to unfettered lying) from one of the gravest dangers (Yah  existential for him) it has faced in American history, frankly. A small handful of powerful social media monopolies control the vast portion of all private and public communications in the United States.

Oh blow me on secondthought the First Lady can blow me he couldnt remember if she was Ivanka or Melaniatheir names confused him
                       Fuck it they could both blow him

Twitter ought to just delete his account 
                                          let’im tread water let’im find something else to do with his fingers

let’im write a Letter to the Editor    
                                      his hands ought to be full contending with coronavirus

1457,  Thursday,  28 5. 20