20.1.21

one - two punch

all he could do against their sparkling one-two punch was duck coverup   submit

Ms. Amanda Gorman’s poem  
                               https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jp9pyMqnBzk

Rev. Silvester Beaman's benediction                                 
                                       https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjc1dHaC-jA

1132,  Inauguration Day, Day-between-Two-Ts,  20  1. 21

 
theyd been drinking plentywere inebriated words were coming out funny which always entertained him and he laughed harder than anyone at others slurs and mispronunciations helter skelter juxtapositions and dropped thoughts What was I saying?


This is time for telling stories boys Man up

the other six at the circular knifecarvedup wood table went quiet

he wasnt terribly drunk he was happyappeased which to him meant slightly pissed  as his New Zealand and Australian friends said

he didnt care for the term hisself
                                  however when it slipped out of their mouths anthey knew he didnt care for it it didnt seem so offensive not as offensive as when he heard it in the States

 

since no stories were apparently forthcoming he offered the first hoping to loosen some tongues around the table

concluding it he sat back grabbed the barmaid gently by the wrist as she was passing she didnt mind and ordered himself another whisky and beer

Can’t drink house whisky, man? You always gotta have something separate?

the guy was a prickwasnt a friend an acquaintance

Yadrink whaya like Ill drink wha I like friend friend sounded asif he spat Whos got the next story

prick said nothing

the other five sucked their beers

Awright a second One morelast one outa my mout

concluding the second it was a peach they all laughedwhich was his intent  Awright Whos steppin up an in Whos got the next tale

prick opened his mouth
                         You know, man, your stories make you sound like a peeker; a pervert.

Lemme fill in the blanks yacant fill without insult despite yer intent I prefer voyeur I place keen details in my stories as I try to recreateas best I can so what Im saying others might see see better 
                                                                                I wouldnt be here if I wasnt a keen observer My life depended on it

Frankly prick if I were you Id be dead 

You got a mouth on you! he angrily tried to push away in his chair from the table but his heels slipped on the peanut shells on the sawdusted floor 
                              Motherfuck passed out of his mouth but looking up he saw that he stood over him
Yawere saying
                Where Ive been youd be a dead man

he was smart to not say anything probably the smartest hed ever been in his life


he rapped him on the forehead with his index finger 
                                                       I got one more story Innarested  prick

meekishly Okay.

Awright In defense of my ass as yasay being a perv a peeker Again I prefer voyeur or just fuckin observant I served a tour in Nam as a tunnel rat

When I went down for induction Select Service the draft When the group I was in was supposed to step forward acknowledge that they were submitting I didnt

I enraged the military and pseudo-militarythe community members who sat on the Draft Board

I signed my name declaring my refusal to enter the Army with a period at its end

I was in the first groupthe morning group

They kept me assuring me they had the right to hold me over for the next group later that morning  

They encouraged me to reconsider
                                     If not whadaya gonna do kill my family

When the second group assembled standing in three lines thirty guys I was at the front

Time came to step forward They did  I did not

Again I signed my name but with a bigger period at its end

Military and the civilian comandante really got their panties in a knot

Enthusiastically they explained to me that never since the Draft begansince it was commenced had they not sent every available A-1 draftee in the community into service

Cocksure I said Sorry boys hate to bust yer perfect bubble but I aint going to fight someone I have no grudge against or existential reason to fight Terrible thing bombin a country back into the Stone Age

I felt a pinch on my arm


When I came to I was on a rear seat of a sedan My hands were shackled together feet shackled a bind strung between them Hogtied Well I aint never sees a hog get out of one so I didnt resist I closed my eyes and went back to dreamland I can always muster a good dream

I woke up in a cell

Crazy to see sunlight passing through bars

Later that morning I was visit by three military officers who presented me with paperwork irrefutable paperwork they said that bore my signature agreeing to my induction 

Damn if my signature didnt have a period at its end 

Only times I ever placed it to exemplify and exacerbate my abject derision to the draft     

he nodded his head  It was a forgery


Three weeks into boot camp I injured enough draftees that at night in my rack I suffered another pinch on the arm When I came to I was drooling down the front of my khakis I was on a military aircraft flying to Nam

I was small then

I was designated tunnel rat

Before the end of my first tour Id grown into my mature body put on four inches and sixty pounds couldnt be a rat nomo

And Id kill someone before Id reup

 

The point of my story is I am fucking observant 
                                                  Naif yawanna take our differences outside an discuss them Im happy to oblige

Otherwise Prick  Shut yer piehole      

2304,  Monday,  18  1. 21
1254am,  Twosday,  19  1. 21

19.1.21

 

he penned note to his girlfriendwould mail it in the morning it was delicious to receive a letter through the mail than throwaway advertisements or bills he told her about his new word  he acknowledged its precursor hourglass however he was affixing it a new status he jazzed it up urglass ur-  that which is primitive is the original
                                                                                                       they lived their doled out lives on indiscriminatesifting sands of Time

hed have what authority he could take 
                                          because authoritypower does not give it up it only releases its griplets go when it is forced to suffer authority doesnt know suffering then experiencing pain made uncomfortable only does it let go hoping that the discomfort will dissipate disappear

shed follow himhis logic 

they were creatives

they took apart bindsuntied knots smashed barriers destroying fetters to find clearblue freedoms

shed get it 
            an mebbe for his letter shed treat him with one of her ownmebbe with enclosed delectables 


she is a beautiful woman 
                           she could read his mind

 

when he began writing her of urglass he saw that the time on the windup clock was 1234 
                                                                                              seemed as simple

1234am,  Monday,  18  1. 21
1540,  Monday,  18  1. 21
Fleetwood Mac  Sands of Time  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Jkp34jMeEw

 
she cracked the top his hourglass he corrected her when she absently called it that  My urglass I have an urglass before turning it for him the crack was larger than she meant
                                      but she couldnt take it back

Wait wait he had saidhe trusted her wait for every last grain to fall before turning it I want every secondevery second Im due  I have 


it wasnt greed she knew that 
                               he was trying to live fully for those he loved who he believed died too soon  it was rendering himkilling him

she decided to help


hed been running on fumes for years and the exhaustion was taking its toll
                                                                               he wasnt the vivacious man he once was
Stop complainin he said No one is Im getting older  We either get older or we die 

he used to say she reminded him We either get older or we dont

Semantics he protested  Semantics 
                                             even his maddening penchant to arguehis scathing eye for detail were less vituperative less frequent

 

she could help

she did
        he heard herheard the sliver of glass fall a peal of a thin bell a squeak of a hummingbird Whadidya do my love
Whadidya do

I want to help you, my love 
                           she began to weep

he sighed 
         then he consoled her

0017,  Monday,  18  1. 21
1435,  Monday,  18  1. 21
Pharoah Sanders  Upper Egypt and Lower Egypt   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBot2UwLET8

 

January 17 
             not something hed ever seen before  not a boy from Chicago later ensconced in Minnesota for fifteen years 
     though he was living in California now


a cute little number in shorts gym shoes and a white spaghettistrapped top waved proudly over the fence to him as she cut his neighbours lawn coached by his neighbours teenage son

he waved back

she smiled real bigall chicklets again

he was taking that it was the first lawn she ever cut


if she was smart

if she wore that getup

if she knocked on his door  Mister, cut your lawn for tenbucks; fifteen if you want to watch.

Were negotiating

Hmm, hadn’t thought of that.

No thanks  I dont like the sound of power mowers

Power mowers?

Wha you were using next door

A lawn mower.

A powered mower

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

Got a second

Yes.

Im not paying you for your second  understood
                                                   that tickled her

he took her down to the backyard shed and pulled out his rotatingblade mower

What . . is that?

A manual reel mower

Silly, of course it’s real, I can see it.

E-e not e-a  Reel not real

Ah. 
     nice that she was quick on the uptake

Whawould you charge me to cut my lawn with it

Thirty dollars. And you can watch, won't cost you a penny more.

Id be saving ya gas money

But not time, an . .
. . Times money

You said it, brother.

Rather you said it like a real homegrown American capitalist

I have to correct you. Entrepreneur.

Scuse me I stand corrected 
                             Though youll have to take yermanure an hawk it elsewhere


Twentyfive bucks. I shouldn’t take No for an answer.


Yer too young for me to tell ya wha Id pay you twentyfive bucks for
                                                                       he smiled he didnt have chicklets

 

back East January 17 as a boy he made three bucks front walk side walk walk to garage in back and street walk if they wanted they could negotiate the drive 

January Seventeenth he thought
                                    Fuck me

1446,  Sunday,  17  1. 21
2147,  Sunday,  17  1. 21

18.1.21

                       he shoved her against the glass

he took pains to be sure that the glass behind them would reflectcapture what was happening behind her he hired a girl about her heighther enthusiasm which he remembered and hoped she still exhibited 
he assumed her flame hadnt diminished
                                           he wasnt going to risk being overwhelmed  anif she was not  she could watch that he hadnt been

Can you see Can you see

I can hardly see, the angle’s off.

Ah

they paused he told her to keep it warm


he acquired a second freestanding glass and angled them in her periphery

Now  Can you see now

he watched her eyes move leftright she then stared at her faceglancing side to side  she smiled
                                                                                                       Yes, perfectly. I can see your back; I can see me watching me.

he pushed her head nearer the mirror maybe a head away 
                                                               Again 
now only her eyes moved  swinging leftright back and forth  back and forth 
                                                                                 Yes. I can see us perfectly.
Fine
     he pulled her away from the glass  she fixated on their reflections 
                                                                           Is this for a game?
A game of sorts

Would you like to practise I . .ah think, I wouldn’t mind helping you practise.
Thats kind of yo . .
. . I’m not looking for kindness.
                                 she smiled wickedly  he liked her sharp canines showing just beyond her lips 
I have your number

Yes. I hope you use it.

he smiled wickedly 
                     We will see  eh

Eh? Like that. Perhaps we will. she set him with her steelygrey eyes on his Please.

an ache encroached his cock 
                             Perhaps

Thank you for not lying. 
                         she turnedfaced him her hands on his biceps  I want a kiss, though.

he kissed her deeplysurprised by his passion

she kissed as deeply

her groan honest 


they broke their kiss exactly together

 

I like your game.

Thank you

 

 

at the couch seated before the fireplace raindrops tearing on the glasspanes dribbling excited prisms were silent witnessesmute observers as they talked over their first drinktheir first together in Five years is it? she asked Please Coy is not your strong suit Six years. Six an months  she smiledleaned her head briefly to his shoulder her thick black hair smelled good 

the barmaid apologised it appeared their table was running late as a courtesy she wanted to offer them a drink on the house
Yes  she whispered breathlessly  

Thank you I appreciate your gesture  Yes please The same again

as the barmaid left she asked him if he was trying to get her tipsy 

No 

she pouted 
            No?

Why would I want you tipsy

Maybe, perhaps – too many perhaps had passed into his ears laying like fat lazy cats on telephone numbers sprawlinglanguishing on possibilities  --  perhaps

I’d like to be tipsy.


Not anesthetised  Tipsy

the game commencing?

Tipsy. Pleasantly tipsy . . memories then drift up on a high lazy tide . .
. . Like flower petals

Petals . . yes . . their musk wetted.

 

halfway through their second drink the girl fetched them they stood the barmaid tookup their drinks on a tray and lead the way 

he guided her by her elbow to follow and he followed behind her

he was keen to inhalebreathe in the scent of each

he could have closed his eyes and not stumbled as they walked to the diningroom                                                     

                                                  


entering the roomjust inside the mirrored door  This is a really nice room.

Ive stayed here before I thought since I had to come down to meet you Id spend the night

I . . have a room across the street.

You also have a husband and children

Please, stop. 
             Let’s not think, shall we?
Perhaps

she caught his drift wrinkledup her nose
                                            I suppose I own perhapses, and maybes.  You do  Some courts would find you guilt of cocktease

Cocktease.  she stood with her back to the door  You think I’m a cocktease?  she leanedup against him  she was small  he could feelwas aware of her breast at his diaphragm  his nose caressed the crown of her head  the back of her headhe remembered  smelled the same

she had to feel him growing against her belly 
                                                A cocktease
she didnt put her arms around him 

she leaned heavier against him

he burrowed against herhe could feel her rhythmic breathing  he could imagine the things he could do to herthe things he masturbated to 
                                 he pinioned her aroundpushed his cock to the furrow of her spinegrabbed her wrists and placed her hands on the door to either side of the glass
                            Keep your hands there donmove em  Look into the mirrorusing only your eyes  Donlook at me

she saw 
         he liked the wincethe spark in her spine its sudden rigidness  he grabbed her tits fiercelypinched her nipples hard  he groaned

the groan was calling her bluff 
                                 an inarticulate Cock Tease 


she shivered

Stop

she didnt say anything

I should take you to your hotel

he did 
       which was fine  he had another number
1212 or 0012,  Saturday,  9  1. 21
1514,  Sunday,  17  1. 21                                                                                              
Rick James  Super Freak  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYHxGBH6o4M 
Romantics  Talking in your Sleep  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmGMzyajA2U
Fixx  One Thing Leads to Another  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHYIGy1dyd8
Wang Chung - Everybody Have Fun Tonight  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BoXu6QmxpJE 

 

coming down a steep hill old pavementcould pick out individual rock where the sand gave way to a busy cross street he picked his nose up out of the book he was reading Whadahell she dressed for he thought 
                                                                                                palepink shortsleeved top palepink leggings  skintight  from behind her blonderaspberrystreaked hair passing her shoulders made her look like a sunburnt nude  her halfbootsthe break of flesh between them and the seam of her leggings broke him free of his nudemusing 
             still  there wasnt a lot left to the imagination

traffic was surprisingly slight
                               which allowed him to cross the street fivesix metres off her right shoulder as she stood on the sidewalk looking into an eatery through its plateglass window

it was in that window he recognised she was watching him watching her

he waved

she waved back into the window without turning around

Gotta tell ya he said loudly  from behind ya look neked Ya pull it off nicely though  Think yad look great 

Thank you, I think she replied into the window 
                                                 Thought forsure you were going down on your face coming down that hill. Pavement’s terrible.

he continued walking off up the sidewalk
                                            So yare from around here
I am!

Good Maybe Ill seeya around sometime Was mighty nice seeing ya today

LIKELY I’LL SEE YOU FIRST.

LIKELY                                                                
1400,  Monday,  11  1. 21
1604,  Saturday,  16  1. 21

17.1.21


he dreamt of being a pet a kept man 
                                     an thinkin it through he didnt have a problem with that

he was  afterall  dreamin

secondlyseconal 
               for the waryfor the I wanna know exactly whayer hittin me up with doc Secobarbital 
                                                                                                         hmm  sounds like a variety of treble hooks he used for pike and walleye 


it can cause paranoid or suicidal ideations
                                              life causes paranoid or suicidal ideations 


it can impair memory judgment and coordination 
                                                    mebbe someone doesnt wanna rememberdoesnt give a rats ass what their actions provoke  coordination  don get fancy  most people get dicey when you tell em the earth is spinningrotating gravity keeps their feet planted keeps em from becoming satellites 


seconal combined with other substances  particularly alcohol  can slow breathing and possibly lead to death 
hed watched women pass in a crosswalk before his car that slowed his breathing  imagining em fucking him to death 

probably good thing he was being cremated otherwise the mortician wouldnt be able to get that lurid fuckin smile off his face making children crywhy  they didnt  know making men clear their throats hem andhawandsigh deeply  making women wet  Close his coffin  Hes making dying look rewarding mighty attractive  Hedon look like hes going to meet his Maker looks like hes gonna bugger Him 
                                           but  he    digresses

 

secondly  he kept pets

he took damn good care of his pets 
                                    they would be cats no interest in dogs 
dogs reminded him of slavery 
                                rather  they exhibit slavish devotionloyalty to their Master 
hed shoot hisself in the head rather than follow massa or Dear Leader 


cats are wholly independent  as he

get up in his shit

Buhbye baby byebye

but caring for his pets  watering feeding grooming 
                                                      changing their boxes so theyd be clean  they satisfied his paternal needs  now that his children were older on their own having cleared the bar he and his wife heldup to be decent intelligent human beings

but ofcourse they would

they were young women 


that said 
          even dreaming he wouldnt be kept or in a relationship with a inarticulate woman
hed wake in a sweat in a heartbeat 
                                      Buhbye baby byebye

1137,  Saturday,  16  1. 21
1331,  Sunday,  17  1. 21

 

Awshit scuse me   I ah didnt meandidnt expect  to ah  interrupt ya

the tree gruntedfroze in midcurl

Yawanna finish out I can wait aint going anywheres special  No ticktock no time constraints

it jerked its crown right indicating him to proceed  some dried leaves shook free a squirrels nest shifted

I am sorry  Excuse me

the tree grunted again

after he passed behind it and was out of the way he glanced back

the tree went back to curling a rectangular slab of concrete with its roots that it had broke free years ago

often passing hed smell tree sweat

hed stop and look at the tree

it played dumb

first time he caught it in action 
                               though over the twelve or something years hed been passing this waydescending the broken sidewalk and steps he suspected as much


a nice treat    
1500-ish,  Thursday,  31  12. 20
1349,  Saturday,  16  1. 21

16.1.21


he was on a roll

he shot craps

when yare on a roll ya hang with it  keep throwing the ivory


apparently  as firmlyhar indicated in four dreams over three nights elastic  streeetched admittedly he couldnt wait to go back to sleep he was exceptionally fond of left breasts  singularly 
their left

the first occurred while he was taking a bubble bath  a whisky in a crystal tumbler at his hand on a handsomecarved marble shelf  beside it was a halo of beeswax candlelight from a Galway crystal pillar hurricane  he wouldnt know that if she didnt say as she tended him

she sat beside the tub in a Natori cheetah robe  he humoured her  Natori cheetah  Is that a cheetah from Africa

she giggled 
             No. You’re cute. Natori is an upscale fashion designer and manufacturer.

Yadonsay

I do, I do say.  shed been hanging out with him too long  he accepted she was keeping him as a pet  its nice to be kept for awhile

 

he made her laugh again and she nearly tossed her half-fullshe was an optimist champagne flute  givem a second  he knew this   duh NUDE  Turkish glassware  Stem Zero 
                                                     Stop. You nearly made me lose my glass.

she set it down on the Carrara marbletopped sundry cabinet and still laughing she leaned over himher hands to either side of the tub to kiss him  her left breast slipped from her gownjiggled just above his face

Luring me luridly

And? 
    he rose like a trout after a fly and dragged her down into the sudsy tub with him

 

 

Come in, you caught me dressing, Mad’s not here yet.

Madeleine  his dreamed-selfs memory informed him Mad was his daughter 

Glad I did Steph  I love that robe of yours  it was pale blue a fuzzy flannel fleece long hooded robe  You everah wear the hood  put it . .
. . Only when I assume being an executioner.

Whadaya execute couldnt help himself cutie

You . . maybe . .  I’m running late, you’re gonna make me late.

I am  But before you go to finish dressing come over here and give me my hug

loosening the robes belt she had already turned to go up the hallway separating them by several steps 
                                                                                                           I’m late!  
she turned abruptly rightpinwheeled around  her left breast popped out

she froze where she was  her chin slowly coming down  her eyes widening

he had been walking towards her so she wouldnt rush 
                                                          Well now Im confused  Which of you am I supposed to hug
but before she could saybefore she could cover her breast he put his arms around her and gave her a huge bearhug as was his way
              holding her tighther arms hesitating  then coming up to embrace him he said  Lets not let something that large and attractive keep us apart awright

I’m mortified.
             Im notwill you marry me  I suspect youll understand Im not taking a knee no matter how badly Id love to at this moment

 

 

she was long and tall and athleticmuscled arms  a really nice sway at her chest

she handled a basketball wellshot well  a teenager

she had threefour inches on him  wingspan too

she wore shortsgood legs  wore a couplethree athletic shirts  dago-Ts   

Ya shoot pretty well kid  Wanna play

she kept dribbling while looking at himcrossing over  crossing behind her back
                                                                                   I’m four years varsity.   

Free throws until one of us misses to take the ball out first  Don hit the rim don have to take it up court
                                                                                                            I was two years varsity

Alright. You’re on.

Ten basket game

Yeah, brisk games.

Yah

she missed the thirteenth free throw mumbled under her breath

he bounced the ball to her 

she in-bounded it to him 
                         he broke hard right  he knew she recognised he was a leftie  she didnt recognise that lefties usually owned righties because like boxers most people are righthanded  she stumbled  he pulled up rather than driving and popped a shot outside the key near freethrow land
One zero

she finally got the ball back at Seven

she got a couple

he closed her out Ten two

Again. she barked

he was on a roll

over the next five games only the fourth was competitive Thirteen eleven  two point rule  she never led

Again.
       she stripped off a couple of jerseys down to a flimsy dago-T 

his ball

he popped four in a row from outside over her  the fifth she touched and came away with it drove the hoop 
                                                                                                                he caught herdrove her wide and slapped her layup away  she slipped down in the grass at the end of the court

on her back she threw her hand up for him to helphe snatched it and pulled her up to her feet 

she didnt help much 
                      so his pull was more aggressive than he would have wanted  Off me  Damnright off you.  she glared
       glare looked good on her

what else looked good on her  her jersey shifted exposing her left breast  it accentuated by her heavy breathing

he pointed at her tit
                     Thats cheating  although if I may  terribly attractive

she lost that game too

 

 

 

he was in a night club

whawas he doin in a night club

he didnt like em 

bars  yah

taverns  yah

bowling alleys and pool halls  hellyah 
                                         so he knew he was dreaming

he huddled up to his dreaming-self and asked him over his shoulder Whas cookin  Whas dreamboy up to

dreaming-self didnt give him a heythere a howdoyado or shrug off his hand at his shoulder  Our boys mesmerised

Who or whas mesmerising him

Comon  were talkinbout you  whawould mesmerise you in this joint

Upscale joint  If I wasnt dreamin the door wouldve shook me down for serious coin  That said Id say putang punany papapapussy                                                                                                                               You stuttering
Ya catch an eyeful of that

dreaming craned his neck aroundlooked him in the face followed his eyes to a woman coming off the slightly elevated wood dance floor

Jesus  Shes amazing

Oohyah  I see  Shes Jesus built

Yawanme to salivate for the two of us  Im real  My salivating will count for more

Salivate away

Whars our boy

There you are 

Ohyeah two drinks  Must have asked someone wha she was drinkin  Id be hard to forget her or her drink

Smooth operator

Thank us  Though I dont like our getup  Whod we rob to afford that suit   Fuck  he tugged at a nonexistent collar at his throat  Hot in here

Man  some like it hot

Remind mehuh  Shes takin the temp up

Hellyah she is

Brazilian   African Indian  Spanish

Mixed nicely together

He spilled his drink on himself

Idiot

Nah  Know us   Ploy

Whapossible  ploy

Hes tugging at his shirtfront  not embarrassed   Awshit  Hes convincing her its cooling him  Offering

Offering

To cool her 


they held their breath  if she was as crazy as him   Game Time

she nodded

he dumped her drink on her chestshe jumped up from her chair by its chill  smiling  white teeth   carnivorous

he hailed a waitress  heldup split fingers  Two  the same he called so she didnt have to come all the way to the table almost secreted by tall bigleafed potted plants  he pulled a silk handkerchief from the inside pocket of his jacket offering it to her

she stood up

she was taller than they in her heels

she tugged her blouse open  exposed her large left breast  they gasped to a man  and taking the handkerchief from him she thoroughlynimbly dried her breast 
                                             the massive blood drain from their brains by their simultaneous hard-ons made them faintheaded
  
1148,  Reggae Friday,  15  1. 21
1213,  Saturday,  16  1. 21
Sade  Smooth  Operator  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TYv2PhG89A 
Power Station  Some Like It Hot  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hw1t7OCESUw
Grachan Moncur III  New Africa  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Xo0mzj-lg4