a threesome

               threes third

it didnt start that way

not like other threesomes he enjoyed

                                        he didnt stumble into those they were klieg lit suspects and would-be participants aware recognising smelling the onset it was more a matter of culling the herd  boys – girl  girls – boy

he preferred girls

                   he was known to have access to storied hashish it lighted his particular runway hash was alluringfar more sensual than grass a separate beast from harsh chemicals although heads prevailed

he didnt need paper or razor to stone

                                         a bowl and fire

Miami and youth were good to him

it was delicious when a threesome was organic

                                                    unexpected

his girlfriend needed a massage

rather than taking her to a spa he reached out to a friend a woman who knew someone who knew someone

she knew quality people he didnt doubt herhe never doubted her religion was their falling out if he could suck Christs cock he would have been In Like Flint 

                                        why Christ hung around the necks of desirable women was evident to him they were brought into the foldindoctrinated by their fathers their mothers before they had sense to see for themselves

they were taught to please Daddy their husbands were second Daddys

                                                                             he could vomit

but she knew her local masseuses her Dr Seusses 

                                                     Ginger

                                                               Ginger would be safe if she was a ginger Is Ginger a ginger

She is. Why wouldnt I think youd ask that?

Ah yaknow better than that

                               Hows Matthew  not Matt a Biblical Matthew

Between you and me, he’s getting old.

Saw that coming You sapped his ambition

                                             Theres nothing possible to want beyond you But your Daddy still loves him to pieceshuh

Let’s not talk about Matthew and Daddy, okay?

Okey-doke

            Thank you for the recommendation sweetpea

Am I still your, sweetpea?

No one will ever replace you

You make me smile.

I always tried to make you smile

                                   Thanks again

Ginger rolled up in an old red Toyota pickup

he walked out onto the front porch to greet her as she got out and asked Stick

Wouldn't have one otherwise.

Ginger Im Joe I like you already

he stepped aside to let her in 

                                Sarah warned me about you.

If youre godly you got no worries

I'm not. That’s probably why Sarah warned me.

Possible

         Hallies in back I leaned the bed up against the wall so you could get your table set up 

Great. I’ll get on with it.

Babe he called down the hall Gingers here Shes bodacious

Ginger almost stumbled

                          I . . ah . thank you.

Just tellin it like it is Youre welcome  Thank you

Ginger padded down the hall and at the bedrooms threshold

                                                                 Hi, Hallie.

Hello, Ginger. You come highly recommended, according to Joe’s friend Sarah, who, truth be known, has never led him astray.

What I’ve heard, Joe can’t be led anywhere.

Hallie laughed

                 No. I think he’s known his own mind longer than most people. I wouldn’t want to try to persuade him of damn thing.

Good to know your own mind.

Yes. He keeps tellin me.

when Joe walked in to see if the girls needed anything Hallie was naked on the bench slathered in lubricant golden afternoon sunlight came in through the windows Ginger had stripped to a sports bra and shorts slathered to her elbows spattered chest and belly and thighs

                                       both girls sported high ponytails 

                                                                            Well shit

they turned to look at him

Hows the back babe

they talked over each other

                              Loose. Feeling amazing.

hed seen that runway before

                               Almost done

Maybe. Almost. they said

Up Hallie

Ginger helped her up by the arm they held each other shimmered in sunlight glowed  slick

he crushed the bench under the weight of the bed

                                                     that was the last protest they heard

last month in a dream

1538,  Saturday,  12  9. 20

he hummedhe rarely ever hummed

                                      as a matter of fact in a grocery aisle a woman stopped him and said I can’t place it, it’s so familiar, I should know it . . I should . . I can’t think . what is it your humming?

he stopped in his tracks

                          I was humming

Why yes, yes you were. he couldnt tell what shade of perplexed tinged her faceheightening her jowls You did not know you were humming?

that would be quite an admission I was humming

her expression changed bemused bemused looked better on her You’re teasing? It’s an old show tune, Rodgers and Hammerstein, I’m sure.

Ohbrother take a pickhuh Lotsa shows lotsa sa . .

. . But you were humming it.

Yes youve said but frankly I cant say

Really?

Yes  Really

Well, then that’s coming from a very, deep place. she nodded nodded repeatedly 

Whys she nodding Was she trying to lure him to nod agree too I dont know 

she stopped nodding

                       Well, you might want to figure that out.

I might No idea

As I said, a show tune, Rodgers and Hammerstein, I’ve no doubt. Do you remember what you were thinking?

No  I dont

I interrupted you?

Yes you did

Maybe if you re . . 

. . Ill try

Then, there, you have it.

                          You were humming it quite nicely. I wasn’t disturbed, except, I couldn’t place it, and obviously I thought you could say.

Sorry I let you down I dont hum often

Well, honey, not that I was following you, but you’ve hummed the length of the last two aisles. I wish I remembered it, I’d tell you.

Thank you

You’re welcome. Have a fine day. I hope you find what it is you’re looking for.

Thank you

she pushed her cart up the last of the aisle and went left around the corner

he stood quietly with a basket in his hand

                                             he had to look in it to see what he had to remind him what he was shopping for if there was a theme a particular dinner he was buying to make

his family picked on him that he didnt have a microwave he was feeding only himself a microwave would save him time eliminate a lot of preparation

he liked the preparation if he wanted to be an astronaut eat like one hed have a fucking microwave Excuse me did I say fucking they flinched I did say fucking Im not apologising You knowhave known forever that I dont have a fucking microwave nor am I getting a fucking microwave

                                                    fucking usually put the kibosh on that line of discourse

he was picking up odds and ends wasnt preparing for a meal had a pot of homemade chicken soup in the fridge

he was working his way to the vegetables he remembered he wanted to try a portion of the soup with fresh spinach and Hatch peppers

                 also wanted to stop for some Crown Prince smoked oysters he rarely had craving as rare as he hummed thought hed have it with his beer to make up an individual happy hour

among the vegetable bins selecting the Hatcheshe picked up the other items another woman approached him                                                                                                                             Excuse me.

Yes

People will say we’re in love.

he was perplexed

                    Excuse me

Youre humming People will say we’re in love from Oklahoma, correct?

I was humming  again

she looked perplexed 

                       Again?

Sorry a gal stopped me earlier I was hummingapparently a show tune she thought

You were humming. You were humming People will say we’re in love. You were humming it nicely.

At least theres that Sorry if I disturbed you

No. More likely you planted seed. I’ll find myself humming too; humming is like yawning for me, someone yawns, you know, then you yawn if you’re compassionate. I suspect I’ll be humming it before I leave the veggies.

                                                                                                          Have a good day.

Thank you You as well

People will say were in love Hmm she hadnt walked fifteen feet from him and he heard her humming it  ahyes  he knew the tune 

          and he knew now why he was humming it he was thinking of a girlfriend things were petering outgrowing cold he liked to humour himself if he felt distress  it wasnt the first relationship that didnt pan out as he hoped or they hoped as his mother said That’s why they call it dating.  Maw had her moments

                                                                                      he was humouring himself he wasnt humming People will say were in love he was humming People will say were indifferent 

                                                                                             and maybe it did come from a very deep place  he was calling it quits tonight

“Some people claim that youre to blame as much as I Why do you take the trouble to bake my favorite pie Granting your wish I carved our initials on that tree Just keep a slice of all the advice you give so free . . ”

 

0747,  Saturday,  12  9. 20 

Oklahoma  People Will Say Were in Love  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnwmO3Ik24M

At Swim-Two-Birds asif that wasnt an odd title for a book he pulled this from it “ . . numbers, however, will account for a great proportion of unbalanced and suffering humanity.

                                                             he didnt know if the author Flann O’Brien was trying to be kind or funny

                . . alas, is the case of a poor man who was very fond of three and who made each aspect of his life a thing of triads.”

Jesus

       he was terribly fond of threes himselfparticularly three-squared 9 he tried his damnedest to make his life comport with triads also

                          What was he doing in this Irishmans book

                                                                       this mock heroic novel of Orlick Trellis a fiction that he unexpectedly backed into Ngugi wa Thiong’o’s Wizard of the Crow “ . . there are many theories about the strange illness of the Second Ruler of the Free Republic of Aburiria, but the most frequent on people’s lips were 5.”

five  

three 

       3 & 5 are prime numbers

prime numbers have only two factors 1 and themselves  indivisible by whole integers

whenever it occurred to him usually provoked by others that he was odd  he paused their conversation and without explanation he announced Flann O’Brien and waded through Ngugi wa Thiong’os name  undoubtedly butchering his Bantu name that is spoken by the Kikuyo of Kenya

                                            whenever he rolled up his pants to keep them dry while he wade in water they fell

                 he didnt know why he bothered 

                                                    some habits die hard

1346,  Twosday,  11  4. 17

1624,  Reggae Friday,  11  9. 20

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the president said

                    “I watched as the World Trade Center came tumbling down . . and I watched in Jersey City, New Jersey as thousands and thousands of people cheered . . .

“I was there and I watched as our police and our firefighters, down on Seven Eleven . . .

“I was there, and I watched, and I helped a little bit . . .

‘I was down there, but I don’t consider myself a first-responder . . . I was down there with you . . . "

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he was not

he lied

          its something he does effortlessly

1917,  Reggae Friday,  11  9. 20

The Castaways  Liar Liar  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7EpP9DPZ0Xo

things come in threes

everyone knows that

he couldnt say when he knew it but he knew it when he was young

the threes that usually went together were deaths

it took their breath when a family member died

now family friends and acquaintances were on the line

                                                           like being in an enormous well-lit bakery on a Sunday after church buying delectable sweet rolls for coffee and conversation discussions and disagreements at his Grandmothers house  quietly nervously holding a ticket the next number called pellmell family constantly corrected himhe couldnt get it through his thick skull it wasnt mellpell 

                                           waiting for the other shoe and the other shoe to drop

usually within twothree weeks

it was particularly difficult during Nam he had cousins serving

deaths coming in threes hadnt changed since then

this year take a breath he lost an aunt an uncle and his daughter inside nineteen days

he read to quiet his mind

mendicant

ischemic

gewgaw

the three words stuck out like sore thumbs

looking them upHA of course they were related

mendicant beggar

ischemic (attack) inadequate blood supply to an organ

gewgaw a showy thing

Huh?

Dont see the relationship

No.

Bear with me

No small order. he sniffed a bit put out but he tended to be whenever he chose to contend with him

Mendicant originally it referred to religious orders monks priests who relied solely on alms Beggars Hence a man with a profoundly large cock who suffers ischemia begging  is really left with nothing more than a swinging gewgaw

Jesus.

       The way your mind must work.

Plausible

Nothing  Nothing

                HEY

he had sniffed again turned his back and walked away

1144,  Saturday,  21  3. 20

1205,  Reggae Friday,  11  9. 20

her ashes sit within six feet of where he sleeps

what he would give if only she smoked

0154,  Reggae Friday,  20  3. 20

hmm  as he walked up the hillthe paved drive to his house what was it that he thought he would remember what was it that he thought that he would remember whawas it he thought hed remember . . 

                                                                                        an incantation abracadabra mantra but finding that saying it over and over again wasnt bringing him closer to Eureka! The Promised Land a land he promised himself he would rememberthought hed remember before he left the crowded grocerystore parking lot before burying his nose in a book as he walked home

he came out through the automatic sliding glass doorsautomatically stripping the quarantine mask from his face a breath of smokecrowded yelloworange air a graying man wearing a braided ponytail closing his pickups doorso many pickup trucks in the parking lot not work trucks big obscene gas-guzzlers that made some kind of statement he still hadnt heard it though he listened about the person who drove it 

maybe what it was that he thought he would remember occurred to him inside the store

the cashier

           cropped curlyblonde hair dyed it didnt match their complexion fine dark arched eyebrows wideset big eyes fine facial bones feminine he nearly said Hey, baby but on their flat chest their nametag read Justin

he didnt call Justin Baby

Hows it going man

I’m beat.

Have the Holiday yesterday

I didn’t.

Too bad If its any consolation its hundredaneight degrees outside

It is, isn’t it?  Justin sounded like a wicked female Red Queen Queen of Hearts Mirror mirror on the wall

                                                                                                             Justin was very fair an attractive young man who probably wouldnt have minded if he slipped up and called him Baby

It is  Air at home

I play like Im living in Death Valley. Run out to the car, Air. Run into the house, Air’s going. This flower melts in the heat.

he smiled broadly under his black mask was he flirting

Justin smiled under his babyblue mask

they rattled on about this and that and that and this and concluding their transaction Justin said  See you again, Honey did he ask a question

Be cool

a buxom chica in a spaghetti-strapped black top was kneeling in the aisle eyeballing canned goods  he couldnt-help-but-eyeball her themed tats flowers vines serpents that wound over her shoulders down into the chasm of her cleavage

she looked up at him over her mask

                                       bandito

he wasnt going to act like he wasnt looking not from his vantage point

                                                                          Just at the bank and I asked the teller if other customers had said out loud how uncomfortable it was entering a bank wearing a mask

her eyes squinted she hear him right she laughed boisterously  entertained

Yare tattoos insane  Whats admission to see the works

her laughter went boisterous-squared

                                        Honey, if you gotta ask, you cant afford it.

Touche Its fantastic 

Thank you.

Honey

Was that it

Nobody called him Honey

Was Honey what he thought that he would remember

                                                                  Fuck it Whynot

nearly 1500-ish,  Thursday,  10  9. 20

Black Sabbath  Fairies Wear Boots  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXqMkqeFQwA

he was stoned

he had to take a leak

he got up out of his chair on the patio excused himself  Be back  and walked to the coffee shops front door

a gal came up the steps to his left

he held the door open for her and followed her in

sometimes it pays to be a gentleman
                                        he hadnt seen short shorts on a girl since college who could pull them off as this gal was  she pulled them off exquisitely  call em cups apples  crescents JesusChrist    exquisite

he drafted in off her an didnt take his eyes off her ass for a moment one has to appreciaterelish rare perfection a sublime feat of Nature if someone saw him watchinggot a bug up their ass TOO FUCKIN BAD
                                                                                                        Man oh man
                                   

he veered right to the restroom and crossed himself that she might be a kind of girl who ordered chemical coffee  espresso shots steamed foam flavouring cold whipped cream  something obscene

                                                                                     cuz she fit Obscenes bill to a T   

now was truly no time to be handling his cock
                                                Yasee that?
Yah  I saw  you saw

I got hijacked, testosterone, your beating heart goad me. Oohbrother, I got ideas, turgid ideas.

Feel ya man

Ya be gentle with me. No extra shakes or tugs when you finish up, I could be distracting; squeezing one off in a coffee shop restroom ain’t cool even if no one would know. I’ll leak in your shorts, be a sticky mess.

Ill be gentle I wanna get the hell outa here in a heartbeat Hopefully I dont miss her

Gentle. Gentle. Damn, she heated us up.

as he buttoned up his Levi 501s he laughed gutturallychin tucked down into his chest Well bust my buttons No  Not really
       he couldnt begin to say how grateful his was for his 501s

he had buddies come out of the John and forget to zip their flies 

never never happens to a cat who wears button flies 
                                                      although this afternoon in his haste he had to open them again twice because first two buttons came undonedone feebly the second time one came undone

he scolded his pants Ya kiddin me Stay closed he was burning valuable time there had been only one customer ahead of her

hands washed hot water papertoweled EXIT

                                                     Ohmy! his cock said That girl got an ass or that girl got an ass?

chemical coffee

We ought to pickup her tab. She’s still messin with her purse. Be a gent.

Be a creep

Sometimes a creep. Sometimes a gent. Coin toss.
                                                   She might recognise you're stoned. Or you could say your stoned, but stoned she’s still the best thing you’ve walked up behind in years.

Honestys the best policy

Honesty’s your best play.
                           You’d be flattering, an how many women aren’t pleased by straight-laced Just-the-facts-Ma’am honesty.
                   Besides . . .

You really going there

Damn right; I could use a little action, rather than us jacking off to her later tonight.  Look at that ass, man, that sweet slice, that’d fit nicely our hands.

Our hands
            Becoming a little possessive arent ya

Fuckno. Gimme some action, A-C-T-I-O-N, A-C-T-I-O-N, A-C-T-I-O-N; what’s that spell?

You fuckin kiddin mewe back in high school high school cheers

I ain’t kiddin’.
               How many cheerleaders did we go round with? Pleated skirts up. Coloured uniform panties. Apples, baby, they were the apples of our eyes.

he was gent
             If I may please Id like to buy your drink I maybe stoned but I aint so stoned that I cant appreciate how goodlookin you were coming in an now face-to-face before leaving

You’re sweet.

If you knew me youd know I aint

Hmm. That’s actually . . kind of enticing.

Aim to please

1600-ish,  Day-between-Two-Ts.  9  9. 20

J.Geils Band  Centerfold  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BqDjMZKf-wg