9.8.20




        Sum sum   sumsum  mus – ic  he was stonedhavin a hard time gettin the words out
                              https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s4t8M-Kvhfs                      
Anthen Im off to bed Anthem  off to be . .



Whashe talkinbout?

Dontink itsard to figur

Whaya talkinbout?

Christ

Christwha?


awJesus Christ  Lisen to harwords not hard to figur

I cabarely understand yerwords.

Shoudhav taken a tab  ya pussy

0108,  Saturday,  8  8. 20
1030,  Sunday,  9  8. 20
JT Coldfire  She’s Crazy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UiHmeHZAc0s



a couple of teenage female nitwits ambled up onto the coffee shop porch shaded by an immense onehunred year old live oak to flaunt or tout or whanaught their nubile bodiesthrow caution to the wind trying to play with or tempt a couple of older men


hed seen them coming

they saw he saw

what attracted his lookfollowed his glance were their left eyes
                                                                  they had orbs of startlingsparkling makeup over them different colours their individualism he supposed 


they werent original 
                      hed seen like-circles on black ‘n white Pete the PupPetey from Spanky and Our Gang then more recently sported by a pop singer named Halsey
                                                  an artist starves if they cant separate themselves from the chaff
 Age  Old  Crap                      


maybe they thought he couldnt possibly know who Halsey was maybe they thought he wasnt woke 
he never went to sleep


poor dumb cunts
                   age didnt cut it not by his measure wha a cunt was
                                                                           some things dont change they thought they were givin him a rise playin with their long t-shirt pullin down on their necks pullin em up to pull up their tight shorts
exaggerated silent film shit
                             if he was fifteen hed have taken them down to the creek bed an fucked em raw the vibration off their skateboards as they rolled home would have driven them crazy theyd have to dismount not to lose their minds and walk deliberately taking long languid strides to not irritate not chaff their pussies any more
                                                                                                                   long long akimbo steps so their lips wouldnt rub and turn em inside out



as a teenager a friend a fuckbuddy Susie called him a slut
she hurt his feelings

Youre a slut Susie  Only girls are sluts

Because we put out, because we like to fuck? Sumptin wrong with that?  Fuck you, Joe, you’re every bit a slut as I am.


she was right
                she was the bellwether that put his hat on straight




he didnt say so but he thought it Keep rollin grrls Ya aint got shit on me only think you do only think youre the first ever  Might wannar read Hemingway

1521,  Friday,  7  8. 20
1826,  Saturday,  8  8. 20

8.8.20



he walked up a long hill beside a line of whiny electric cars containing an adulthe assumed the parent and usually one child
      that child their issue into the future  their indelible stamp of having existed  for if not for them then no child


the line of cars moved slower than he walked 

they were making a right into the elementary school where a crossing guard was managing traffic in both directions and children crossing the parking lot apron

he made a habit of picking out one car several carsforty metres ahead
                                                                          he catches it passes it and sometimes watches it turning into the lot after hes dropped off his grandkids and is walking home

his displeasure with the lined up cars was nicely alleviated by an old bastard in a rusty V-8 GROWLING up on their rearsthreatening to be a bug up their ass its GRRRowl emasculating the electric carsexascerbating their detached thoughapparent agony  a proud stud striding among tepid geldings

his daughter knowingly once teased him Yaknow, Dadu, the next car you buy you probably won’t have to drive; it’ll drive itself.

he smiled  amused
                     then asked her  Wha next car

0748,  Twosday,  11  2. 20
1449,  Saturday,  8  8. 20



Hello

Yawa.

Yawa is away Can I take a message

I wanna talk with Yawa.

Yawas away

Who is this?

You dont get to ask Can I take a message


Yawa is away
                                         Hello
Hello?


Yes


I wanna talk with Yawa.

You said


Yawas away Can I take a message

Could you tell Yawa . . I miss her?

I could  Who should I sa . . 
. . Whoelse would it be?

I wouldnt know I can take a message  Im not a confidante If ya want me . to take a message . . name an message

Name?

Simple aint it

Maybe Ill call back.


Call back your choice



Who is this?

None of your busi . .
. . Lemme talk with Yawa.

Shes away

                                   Hello
Hello


Buhbye

2146,  Reggae Friday,  7  8. 20
0042,  Saturday,  8  8. 20
SAYGRACE  You Don’t Own Me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SeRU_ZPDkE  



To whom this may concern
                             or rather Into whomevers hands this may fall
as he did

              falling out of nowhere



he was Joe Stanley

born in Chicago Illinois

when he was young he only wanted to be happy

Not very ambitious, are you?

Happiness is utterly ambitious
                                  and aside from the necessity of Deaththe death of family and friends his heartaches were few
          until recently his health had been very good

however entropy prevails
                           but entropy wasnt going to diminish his happiness

physically hed decline

psychically physics couldnt touch or impair or inhibit him

first law of thermodynamics the Law of Conservation  energy cannot be created or destroyed

he was curious what hed become

0954,  Monday,  10  2. 20
1316,  Reggae Friday,  7  8. 20

7.8.20



wellshit  it was 2233 hourswha were the chances it was   wait    wait 22:33:44
                                                                                      whyknot
whyknot was his
                     his mantra


he was confident

women told him they found confidence attractive

mebbe they blew smoke up his ass

on the other hand hed known guys who did not like confidence in a woman

perhapsthough disliking those women who had what they didnt


  whyknot
             things didnt need to become more than a casual flirt if a woman didnt want to know himNoed him she wasnt going to break his hearthe wasnt troubled 
he didnt take it personal

he lost more than he won

if one won more than they lost

hed suspect they were cheating  or lying

some people cheated as a matter of fact

hed be an idiot if he didnt know that

he recognised it

then he culled them from his orbithe wouldnt tolerate cheating  lying

he had no time for cheats and liars

they werent clever

they were transparent


often and he was surprised while they were apparent to him they werent to others

perhapshe supposed blinded by the light
                                           the hot white light overcoming the whiff of horseshit
obviously they didnt smell it


he smelled like himself he didnt wear scents

he didnt like perfumes or colognes

what were they trying to hide

he liked freshscrubbed soap and water tea-tree shampoo modest tea tree oil peppermint and lavender  brushed teeth

seemed anything more was hiding something
                               

cheating and lying began there

Sunday,  9  2. 20
1234,  Reggae Friday,  7  8. 20


never ever  everever   come up on a woman from behind after doing a fat line of THC at a party whose guests are unfamiliar
                he couldnt resist her


it was at a palatial home on the Intercoastal

he knew somebody who knew somebody whoknewsomebody
                                                                 though he couldnt remember now who left his name at the door

had he been in the neighbourhood unlikely an seen the goings-on they couldnt have kept him out Land of the Free Home of the Brave
                     he took that shit to heart  and when it came to Private Property he was an Indian  nobody owns the Land despite what some twist with a piece of paper in their hand says
                                                                                ID? I live here! I see the name on the piece of paper man but I dont know who you are  ID

frustrated the cat leaves the notarised warranty deed on the coffee table and he tosses it into the yawning fireplace
maybe the cat can get a copy in the morning  was it really worth all that to try and keep him out
                                                                                                      Fuck man he was cooler than the cat no matter how much money the cat fucked people out of   bottom-line  bottom-feeder

besides  he was emboldened
                                Big Steve was coming with him  a manmoutain whose red afro took him to seven feet blueblood lineage South Carolinian familys word was they fought alongside Francis Marion  Swamp Fox
hed dare anyone to call Big Steve a liar

Big Steve had the THC he often treated him to exotic drugs  opiates peyote Thia sticks hashish 

when he called Big Steve feelin him out if he had time or not Yah, got time. Yawanme to bring some things? Bring em all man bring em all Well tear down walls



it was in a wealthy Coral Gables enclave yachts bobbing in the waterway behind the houses boat houses bigger than his apartment and slips or parallel to docks tied off bows and sterns  and when heading to sea slow  slowly showy canal processions


he staggered outside


they tasted a line of THC inside
                                  some cats were throwing darts in the game room had two bowling lanes and pool tables in it the clutch of cats innarested in THC followed him in

he asked the dart-throwers if he could briefly interrupt their game One heartbeat guys

he turned to the clutch with three darts in hand 
                                                  Big Steve sells on the next bulls-eye You gentleman might wanna turn aroundcash in hand Fact of the matter  I aint got a fuck clue why I have three darts

one laid a C-note on a twelvefoot shuffleboard table  I bet you don’t.

Big Steve covered him
                        the bill looked insignificant tiny in his ham-fist
Big Steve  
           he had his back to the board
Yah?

Youre stashs goin byebye gentleman was kind enough to buy me a hunred worth

C-note laughed

he turned around looked  the bulls-eye was as big as a wall he felt he could close his eyes and hit it

no pussy wrist toss he hurled a fastball that socked the boardbounced it Bulls-eye! Big Steve howled his hair growing taller  the two years they hung together in Miami Big Steve touted that night as The Night he said hed never turned a bigger score
             the slapsting of the dart was accompanied by The 5th Dimensions on the whole house audio system  Aquarius  When the moon is in the Seventh House and Jupiter aligns with Mars  
                                                                                    fucking right
thats what lifes about
                        opportunities

unfortunately its inverse has recriminations the wrong placewrong times often tough results  so one swings with their rare little victories and is grateful not greedy then maybe reversals arent dire




he staggered outside



never ever  everever   come up on a woman from behind whos on all fours
                                                                                 despite her nakedness in a frothy hot tub  its bubbly whippedsurface at her belly and breasts and hips

he should have gone around in front of her to see who she was rather than be enticed by the spread and sway of her hips  her pale pursed anus peeking blindly at him

instead he slipped out of his clothes to join her  caressed the inside of her thighs kissed the stem of her spinethe small of her back enticed by her coos her sighs her willingness  he kissedworked his way to her fanny his warmth the firm of his cock at the outside of her thigh  her turning to it leaning on it her legs widening  accepting his finger  accepting his nearfrantic tongue  taking his rhythmic thrusts
                                                         his cousin Rachel



Whadaya doin here

Evidently having sex with you.

1358,  Friday,  7  2. 20
1706,  75 th anniversary of Hiroshina -- Thursday,   6  8. 20
The 5th Dimension  Aquarius  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILSr9BbhoJQ       

6.8.20

president on drugs


if the president isnt on drugs he ought to say he is
                                                      the president ought to say what drugs hed been fucked up before but somehow his syllables followed each other like silly children
                                                                    so if the president has drugs that fucks up syntax then he wanted to give em a try an see if he could speak and not talk out of his ass
1749,  Thursday,  6  8. 20


elementary school
                    theres where it starts
                                            where the indoctrination begins
he didnt take to it even then

something inside him revoltedhe was revulsed


Get in line, children.

Get in order, you know who’s in front of you and who is behind.

We’re lining up then following in alphabetical order 
                                                            why would he know a five-syllable word as a kindergartener – but he did – why


That’s very good children; it’s very good that you do what you’re told. Yes. Follow the child ahead of you. Let’s walk now, keep in line, in order, let’s show everyone watching you what good children you are.

Fuuck he didnt know that in kindergarten they do now Shesh was his exasperated complaint  he probably learned it from a Bugsy Bunny cartoon  Is there a problem, Joseph?

he didnt respond to Josephhe wouldnt have responded to his parents if they called him Joseph

he was Joe  everyday common Joe

his teacher knew that

they didnt hit it off

apparently neither one forgot  which to his mind was alright he didnt like everyone and everyone didnt have to like him

she was provoking him not that he knew what provocation was

he didnt like her

she didnt like him

nobody gets paid to like someone do your job


Is there a problem, Joseph?

he didnt even bother to look at her she couldnt be talking to him

Joseph?
        she grabbed him by the arm  Joseph? that was allowed then with parental permission she had it so that could just be the start
               why should school be different than at home
but at home they called him Joe


she yanked him by his arm when he didnt fall in line
                                                        You’ll get in line like all the other children.
she brought him into the line roughly 

he saw the other children stare at him
                                           they stared
                                                           he saw their fear


then in line – working a possibly FLUSH – she had to yank him to walk after she told the children to walk and he didnt

possibly FLUSH she yanked him out of line

she threatened to take him to the principal still a FLUSH

No. I’m not wasting my time. ROYAL FLUSH You’ll walk down to the principal’s office on your own; get going! she gave him a little shove to help
                           the little note home straight-pinned to his shirt was a foregone conclusion not that he knew what a conclusion was

Maybe, Mr. Prescott said your parents can help us help you see the error of your ways. as he had his secretary pin the note to him


children have to buy into the indoctrination or suffer punishment



thats intimidation not that he knew what intimidation was yet another five-syllable word


he didnt follow

it was hard for him to read five-syllable words let alone understand them indoctrination is also a five-syllable word

he was as troubled by them as a Greek or Mexican kid would have been

scratch the Mexican
                     there were no Mexican or black kids in the whole township the Greeks were lucky they were let in

the Greek he knew was a girl

her older brothers went to Greek school in the city

she was let in because she could speak Englishshe spoke it better than most the white kids 
                                                                                                 but she still had to go to Greek school after school

she told him things were tougher on dark-complexioned kids white kids could breeze they fit in


OhYeah intimidation another word that didnt stick to him 
                                                               any more than Line up! Follow the leader!


when he was born his mother would say he was peeking outmaybe wondering if he wanted to come out
                                                                                                              He’s naturally skeptical, suspicious, prone to mistrust.


he grew up a hard way by hard knocks
                                            naturally it wouldnt have been any other way
OhYeah he was also lefthanded
                                   being lefthanded might have had something to do with it his grandmother tried to correct itshe bound his hand shut his mother freed him teachers tried but they might as well have been calling him Joseph
        they all tried but couldnt no matter how hard they tried or how hard they made things for him
  
1357,  Thursday,  6  2. 20
1153,  Hiroshima’s 75th anniversary -- Thursday,  6  8. 20