the eyes have it

   correct       eyes

how many times had he answered stupid questions with eyes  hopeful that who asked it would pickup on his GIVE ME A FUCKIN BREAK and either withdraw the question or restate it

                                                                he usually encouraged withdrawal despite aligning himself with theres no such thing as a stupid question  unless its reallyreally fuckin stupid  hence    eyes

he never worked on the lookhis eyes in the mirror

                                                       it hurt when he did

starteddistended eyeballs bathed in unsupportive arid air

used them only when necessary

someone would have to be blind to miss them

of recent perhaps because of the Ahole times were living in despite eyes the offender waits

Awright really playing stupid

                                he then offended them unsparingly with his tongue usually beginning with he was sorryhe didnt like offending women he hoped they grant him absolution Areya a cunt                 

cunt really drives his point home

with men

with women

             he was especially riled when women whom he held in higher regard asked a stupid question and saw  yet disregarded his eyes

his last go-round was with his manager hed been sitting out Trump virus couldnt remember her name now she was his fifth managerfifth wholesale management changeover in four years

                                                                        Are you here to pickup your check?

                                                                                                                  eyes

I don’t think I have a check for you.

                                     no she wasnt a thinker she was another in a long line of nonthinkers who thought they lorded over him by virtue of their title

You don

I didn’t think so. she Cheshire Catsmiled

                                             What can I do for you?

Nothing I just happened by

Is there a form you need to complete?

                                          eyes   hed have thought that Nothing I just happened by would have concluded her questioning  the eyes   the beginning-to-slide-away

No

What can I do for you?

Nothing

        three strikes and yare Out

he knew he made a mistake coming in but this was the last place he thought he might find what he was looking for

rudely he turned his back on her

he failed to find it

he left without saying buhbye

she made his eyes hurt

0343,  Sunday,  3  10. 21

1637,  Twosday,  5  10. 21

Alice Cooper   No More Mr. Nice Guy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huKbLK5aC6Q

 

it was a small airport concourse

                                 though considerably larger than the one it replaced which remained standing next door because a wellknown wateringhole and restaurant operated out of it

one went through Security hold then into an open-air patio before entering it to access the gates

whenever he flew infrequently he made it a point to keep to the patioto the fresh air than mingle with the thin crowd indoors

        decidedly so since Trump virus had taken root he wasnt wearing a mask any more than he had to

                                                                                                               he knew what time his flight boarded so until then he found a chair set his carry-on and bookbag on it he stood before it reading hed be sitting on his ass soon enough and more than he cared so this helped him mitigate the inevitable he also kept a clipboard paper and pen at hand to make notes if he was inclined

                                                                      he usually was

occasionally prerecorded or informational broadcasts were made into the patio via artful PA horns mounted in protected corners their acoustics were obviously assessed the sound was crisp not overwhelming almost conversational

consideration was also made not to pipe canned music into the space elevator music recognising that either personal music or the anticipation of travel was sufficiently stimulating

two people sat directly behind him at a small café table

                                                          he assumed they were together but each was at their smartphone  smatterings of quiet talk into them or otherwise manipulating apps

occasionally they addressed each other in an unfocused warm manner soon theyd be sitting side by side for hours

over the PA a stunning new voice braced themDEMANDED their attention

                                                                             it wanted a passenger precisely enunciating their name  Immediately come to Gate 4 it repeated their name once again  Gate 4

                                                                                          Oh man he thought rather he thought he thought

                    the couple at his back laughed

he turned to them 

                   Said that out loudhuh

they laughed harder 

Yeahwell whoever it is he said he wants to talk to sounds like theyre in big trouble  Sounded exactly like my old man when he meant business first middle last name  I was in trouble

they nodded

Yup no way Id want to be that passenger Sounds like theres going to be hell to pay

they nodded enthusiasticallycontinued laughing

Happy yare following maybe were long lost half brothers an half sister which could possibly be unfortunate for you yare married I think there are laws forbidding thatexcept in the South 

they laughed harder yet

his trip was starting off on the right foot

1142,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  15  9. 21

1044,  Twosday,  5  10. 21

Beatles  Day-Tripper  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IbPn5j2YKk

Here here, take this exitthis exit . . HERE!

  Easy does it

                       wasnt like he needed to take a shit

he wanted a Dairy Queen

made more sense if he was stonedhis urgency

                                                he wanted a Dairy QueenNOW

they were driving through Long Beach the industrial shipping part of town hell of a place to locate a Dairy Queen by his memory a clean well-lighted place 

You sure

GoogleMaps says so, Google’s God.

Tell me how ya really feel

Just get me to Dairy Queen; take a right at the top of the ramp then a right at the next intersection.

The intersection

Right at the next intersect . .

. . Name

Why do you need a name?

Im driving  sufficient enough

Jesus, name . . . Gulf Road.

as he approached the intersection

                                    Looks like a gulch Why a Dairy Queen in an industrial district

he took Gulf

            immediately to his left was a fertilizer company depot across the street a diesel maintenance shop furthur up on the left an auto wrecking yard right a ruststained warehouse and various Quonsets rusted outbuildings  Ya fuckin kidding me he braked for a rat left a yard for an asphalt blacktopping company kattycorner a not-so-gleaning white well-used put-away-wet Dairy Queen

THERE!

Dude thats a Dairy Slut

Shaddup.

he pulled into the small parking lot avoiding potholes abandoned shopping carts

You want something cool and sweet, maybe chocolate-coat . .

. . To hide the ptomaine

                         No thank you

Suit yourself, I have to use the head first.

By all means

as he walked back to the car Get the door for me, willya? he had two tall ice cream cones one was chocolate-covered with nuts

he pushed the door open for him

he got in

he excused himself as he leaned across his lap to shut the door

                                                                   You could have gotten out of the car and done that.

An leave my scent for the Blob to follow unlikely

                                                   Just shaddup an eat your cones

I will; gotta say that that bathroom was right up there among the worse bathrooms I’ve ever been in. he took a bite out of the bright white cone

0343,  Sunday,  3  10. 21

1226,  Twosday,  5  10. 21

 

stopped him cold in his trackshe actually stumbled

                                                     not on anuythingnot on an invisible crack that tripped his wife and daughters regularly fortunately they were adeptagile superior athletes                                                                                                                               they didnt appreciate his HOHOs  they always wanted to know how the hell it was he walked and read and never tripped or stumbled

                                                                                            where were they now

words he read tripped him

page30 Carol Andersons White Rage: The Unspoken Truth of Our Racial Divide  ought to be put in hands of every American child they ought to be taught not to fear the truth no matter how ugly American truth and myth is

“ . . . in the spring and summer of 1866, the South’s descent into an orgy of anti-black violence signaled the final break between (President) Johnson and the Republicans. gotta know your history In New Orleans, nearly fifty Africa Americans were slaughtered and more than one hundred injured for meeting to discuss voting. When one of the killers, who had just bludgeoned a black man to death, was warned that ‘he might be punished,’ he scoffed. ‘Oh, hell! Haven’t you seen the papers?’ he said, ‘Johnson is with us!’” (citing A. G. Langguth, After Lincoln: How the North Won the Civil War and Lost the Peace, page148)

Johnson is with us

Trump is with us

the former is the worst   Johnson second    Andrew Johnson the third  America would have been better without them

1418,  Twosday,  5  10. 21

anuything: anything nuthin

third person

           Ever speak of yourself in third person

queer

ungainly

 to him

          obviously he wrote in third person

he was confident some people were comfortable perhaps intrigued referring to themselves in the third person

                                                                                                                 the Former  although he is a false human beingHOW does a false human fool other people

he hadnt a clue

               the guys been a Bozo since he read of him last century

a friend reminded him of his fortune that he didnt suffer the slings an arrows an manipulations of social media

                                                                                                                   NO

but that didnt make him smart

                               he wasnt fond of immediacyfond of 24/7anything shoved down peoples throats by commercial entities that monetised anything they could get their hands on

he wasnt fond of greed

                       when the whole world had fresh water  a pot to pee in  nourishing food

then greed

Inequity

         maybe that allowed some people to talk of themselves in third person

wouldnt God talk of himself in third person

 

1517,  ReggaeFriday,  10  9. 21

1241,  Sunday,  3  10. 21

Bad Company  Bad Company  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXQJpyQBShU

he loved staggering in the front yardhead thrown backmouth open catching big fat snowflakes on his tongue

his father came out

                    they were heading outdriving over to the liquorstore to buy beer liquor for a party his parents were throwing  Come on, screwball, let’s go! 

Catch a snowflake on your tongue first Dad

No, I don’t think so; I got, we got things to do.

Theres so many Dad just open your mouth Yacant miss

                                                          staggering boots slipped he fell onto his back  Look at me Dad laying down Im still catching them on my tongue  he lolled his tongue side to side exaggerating himself

Come on, Joe, you’re a screwball. Get up, brush yourself off, we gotta go.

                                                                           DAD just one snowflakejust one  Theyre delicious

They’re snowflakes, buddy, one tastes like another.

When was the last time you ate one when you were a kid Id bet

                                                                   he started making a snow angel close as hed ever get

You’re right, not since I was a kid.

Comon Dad lay down beside me make an angel catch snowflakes on your tongue  You afraid someones gonna see

You could teach them some things  mebbe teach some parentsremind them theyre nothing but big kidsCOMON

Comon, comon, comon . . . you’re a pain in the ass, Joe.

                                                          he walked over sat down in the snow laid back  made an angel beside his son gobbled snowflakes  You’re right, boy, the snowflakes are delicious.

a neighbor came out in his shirtsleevesBob! Are you okay? What the hell are you doing?

What’s it look like?

Man, looks like fun.

                    he was in his stocking feet  he walked out onto his front yard sat laid back  Fercryinoutloud, I haven’t done this since I was a snotnose kid.

2214,  Sunday,  22  8. 21

1344,  Sunday,  3  10. 21

Free  All Right Now  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lSdBtoIIYT4  

Youngbloods  Get Together  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rxvU1wkyec 

 

theres fallacy

                      then theres phallusy

    lies

          lies told by men 

lies told by men to gain way into womens panties

lies told by men to other men to garner acceptance stature  hyperbole  colouring polishing tales

Go ahead look it up its in the dictionary 

                                             If it isnt it ought to be

1535,  ReggaeFriday,  10  9. 21

1132,  Sunday,  3  10. 21

Free  All Right Now  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lSdBtoIIYT4

Sons of Kemet  Through the Madness Stay Strong  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v5fBOvvcUmE       

 

Otto  

he cringed

Oughta

          Dig

he wasnt humoured

                         Otto oughta opt out

Otto had long ago 

                  when push came to shove hed acknowledge his initials  G-O-Fgruffly rather than admitgive testament to his given name  should anyone want to address him they could call him by his nickname

                                                                                                a happy perhaps mythic tale of nurses who conferred a nickname on him that hes carried forth since  he was the only baby boy in the nursery probably the last time he worked a room of females

                                                       according to him it was too bad females didnt remain or retain the muteness they had as newborns  it would have pleased him endless 

he didnt care for opinionated women                       

You seem to prefer women who havent a brain in their head

I haven't said that.

Yahave 

        Whas the matter with you

They have opinions; I've usually found them not based in fact.

Ya know that

I know it’s likely a coin toss.

A coin toss

Yes.

Hmm  youll excuse me all to hell I cant help but imagine the women youve preferred associated with over the years

he made it a point to beat him regularly that women are superior to men If a woman couldnt hold her own with me intellectually usually bettering me no matter how attractive they areBuhbye Ive enjoyed the genuine fortune of having the company of intelligent attractive women

Come on, you’re dreaming, the two don’t jivedon’t go together.

Pray tell  Ot-to

Don’t call me that. he snarled

Yakiddin me Suits you to a T Spelled the same forward and back

                                                                      An easy test for women you dated  only have to remember two letters  to letters

You’re so fucking cleve . .

. . See  anif I was a women you wouldnt have dated me ya wouldnt have had to bother tossing a coin

I've dated intelligent women.

Im listening

            Ive listened to you tell of your soirees  Whas always presentedyouve presented are the womens physical attributes  as much the men theyre big approximate height weight athletic played football basketball asif their physical prowess was a measure or a mirror  You were able to hold your own with them

Women ya don catch big fish in shallow water

The hell you know.

I know better than flipping a coin 

                                     he didnt necessarily storm off not like a woman would when she had enough of your guff  he turned and walked away rapidly 

he supposed Otto did opt out

 

                                  O   o 

                                                   -- 

  

1527,  Reggae Friday,  10  9. 21 

1022,  Sunday,  3 10. 21

      

when he should have died but didnt made him laugh

                                                       he laughed maniacallystrap him up in a straitjacket please hed prefer it teastained Hmm  teatstainedthat wouldnt that be a sign of mental illness that would be  alacrity take the attendants off the scent he meant a lactation laxity screw the r  a lalecheleague rogue there the it is  the r  (use your imaginationyoull get there)

when he should have died but didnt made him giddy

                                                       Lizzy BB  How do I love mee? Let me count the ways.

he counted 9

cats have 9 lives

he loved pussy

had 8 5 in 3 outside the house

he counted 9  they were legit

inches one way or the otherDEAD

his old man reiteratedhe took him at his word

                                                It’s hard to hit a moving target, boy. he couldnt say he was moving in every instanceNah  Bouthalf the time 

he wouldnt nix his old mans premise

every time he hunted rabbit hed wait for the spooked rabbit to stop running rearup on its hindlegs to look around  then take him

          never failed   only once he didnt wait  should have died that afternoon in the Everglades  a firefight shotguns five guys stoned on something or other a handful of different prettycoloured pills rabbits scattering in all directions allaround an inbetween them  blasts  he felt muzzleheat  had to have birdshot pellets dug out of his shoulder an earlobe piercedwouldnt recommend it returning to Miami he stop in Claire’s at the Dadeland Mall and bought a starter earring   Don’t you want the other earring? the gal asked   Baby if my other ear was pierced Id be dead   she looked confusedpossibly frightened  he wasnt about to console hershow her the back of his shoulder bring her back to earth or perhaps spinning off into orbit

                                                            one of 9

9s his lucky number

        that gave him pause

hed have to be alert

maybe hes used up all his yuckyuck

                                                  thatd be a drag

1543,  Thursday,  30  9. 21

1216,  Reggae Friday,  1  10. 21

America  I Need Youme  Me you  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAQq0PV2yow 

This page is intentional left blank.

Employees must wash their hands before returning to work. 

empty page

employees

            Duh

Obvious

buy a togo cup of coffee The contents are hot (, fool).

                                                                              DUH

Why was it up to others to protect people from themselves

                                                            letem enter the arena after theyve been educated          

if their education was ignored or didnt stick

                                             Wellshit  thats on them

he always came down on the side of accountability

                                                     punishment 

when he decided to do something wrong he weighed the riskthe punishment  get away with it  mighty pleased   didnt well  he was willing to suffer the consequences

suffer the consequences

its curious who the people are who suffer consequences and those who dont

                                                                                 get that shit worked out

then were talking

1309,  Saturday,  2  10. 21

The Shaolin Astronauts  Scarab  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwwODYxDkkI 

 

      memorys  he liked how it looked 

                  of things long gone

quiet silhouettesshadows drifting on wet mist  lazy ash blown  siftingdiffuse like flour fine sand  intimate conversations

              yet his HOWL at him dog him wont let him blink or pause for fear he may forget may not remember

they wellup out of the distant past hurtleup out of deep chasmstunnels humming vibrating poignant remembrances that will not escape him

                   they haunt him some say  which he was okay withokay with the scattered bags the lopsided freight figures who tried to frighten him but could not

                                               they formedup statically pictures cells snapshots  his lifefor some reason composed to effect them

dutch elms on either side of the street that grew together above it forming cathedral ceilings

smell of leaves burning in street gutters which incentivised him as a boy to rake lawns clean  the smell of fresh cut grass  the smell of fresh snowfall

his boyhood home painted gray

                                 heavy screens to hang for the summer heavy storm windows to hang for the winter

the girl next door

the other girls

rabid nights in Miami

quiet nights in Montana

ranch work hunting fishing

                              he could pickout individual days from among them crystalclear  magnified clarity  but when relating what he remembered to people who he shared moments with they had no recollection

sometimes he doubt himself

his mother would set him straight

                                    I don’t know why, but you remember things since before you were two . . always have been some concern to your father and I . but you remember correctly; you should not doubt yourself.

Perhaps your long memory is a gift, my son; or a curse.

 

      gift        curse

             gift

when he dreamed he didnt distinguish between a dream or a nightmare

                                                                                apparently he was a hoarder

1018,  Reggae Friday,  1  10. 21

1122,  Saturday,  2  10. 21

Who  Can You See the Real Me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6y1c3xllo8c

Lulileela  Dive  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaNiHfXCp8A

 

thatll cool anyones coffee

                         thank gawd it wasnt over a lunch he usually didnt eat lunch

Anyare bringing this up now why

It’s been something that I’ve been thinking about for a bit and, well . . I wondered what you’d make of it.

Me  of all people

Yes you, of all people, not really something you can bring up with famil . .

. . Exactly who yashould bring it up with

                                           Im the guy you described as . . give me a moment . Ive still got it here on my clipboard . . YES here

                         Ya wrote  You are either a one-off or an anomaly in oscillation, in limbo, between fictions and reality.

I can’t believe you still have that on your clipboard, that was weeks ago.

Clipboard accompanies me whenever we have coffee Its profound ironclad written in your own hand  Yare rarely accurateoften jumble your wordsconfuse your thoughts 

                                                          Illuminating too Im aware I twist you but likely thats because you dont have my Midwest upbringing and tendencies or frankly family ties among a throng as enormous an extended as mine I grewup in a jungle you in a prim tea garden he rolled his eyes Donbe offended truth hurts not that it should your upbringing wasnt a matter of choice any more than mine

Were different animals

                                 So

So . . . Id like to hear what you think.

Exit strategy

Yes.

You still maintain yare in the fourth quarter

Yes, can’t talk me off that.

Despite my cheerful beginning of the second half hanginout in the tunnel watching the agile pretty cheerleaders kicking their legs in chorus

                     Some not wearing panties

Yes.

Yafuckin craz . .

. . I’ve had health challeng . .

. . That youve met and beaten  There maybe be some faded hints in chalk on the blackboard but that slates been erased  Time to write over it

                                 Time to quit feeling sorry for yourself

You think I’m feeling sorry for myself?

Yakiddin me

             Yare takin for granted advantages youve enjoyed since you were bornStop  Stop the pitying  Yave had boots to pull yourself up by your bootstraps

Exit strategy

I follow

When that time comesaround youll say your buhbyes an have a pretty lil pill to pop  an go to bed to sleep

You don’t think that a coward’s way out?

Worried about namecallingDont

                                            Ya wouldnt hear it anyway

               

1220,  Thursday,  30  9. 21

1004,  Saturday,  2  10. 21

Free  Wishing Well  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AdWz2fbiSno