18.2.22



she was a no-nonsense kinda gal

he wanted to get into her pants

he had wanted to get into her pants even before he realeyesed how much they had in common 

they often were ridiculous at the coffeehouse where they were introduced
                                                                             discreetly he had went between tables interruptingasking complete strangers if they knew the attractive woman sitting at a table near the piano

they did not
              although a young woman entering the shop after him overheard him  she said she did Buy me a coffee?  
Definitely

she said what she liked 

shed take a table and wait for him

when he returned to the room she was sitting at the table by the piano with the woman he wanted an introduction to

he walked up

Excuse me he said to the woman he bought the coffee for  Ah . I . . he didnt know her namehadnt asked . I believe . . your coffee

Yes, thank you, if you wouldn’t mind setting it down, please.

he did

she took a sip and returned to the book she was readingstudying  virtually excused him

      Jesus
               Bought in hook line and sinker

he turned to pants
                     When I walked in I couldnt help but notice ya . .
. . I noticed.

You  Noticed

You.  Blind.

I am Whas your name he extended his hand to her Its not often people guess my name thoughactually its Very . Very Blind

she laughed though seemed to in spite of herself she didnt cover her mouthhe liked that had deep dimples he really wanted to get into her pants
                      taking his hand I really shouldn’t, my mother told me not to talk to strangers.

Ya oughta though Im more than a stranger
                                              Unlikely youll ever meet anyone stranger than me

her laughter piqued impossibly her dimples grew deeper
                                                            collecting herselfstill holding his hand That line work for you?
Donknow  Did it


it did



her name was Eniiyi she said it meant integrity

he said Im Joe paraphrased a line from Pulp Fiction American names dont mean anything 

 

getting to know her better

getting into her pants 

he knocked her out when he admitted it
                                           That’s funny!when we met I was thinking I wanted to get into yours. 
she was a tease 

he knew two distinct things about her

she was black

she was blunt
                  he went back an forth between them
black an blunt

blunt an black

Are you doing that thing again?

I am

Make a decision put it to bed or I’ll beat you black and blue.


Eniiyi
        black an blunt
2234,  Saturday,  12  2. 22
1106,  ReggaeFriday,  18  2. 22


well probably aint going to Disneyland this time around remember BushCheneys Wet Dreamtheir unmitigated lies an Crap
     he knew it then 

this bit will be set
                  yanked up in between jawsbetween teeth
hardwood heels dug deep in between ribs


Know any good dirges
                          humanUnkinds continued insouciant idiocy
2029,  ReggaeFriday,  18  2. 22


confounded him
                tucked in a paperback The Final Country by James Crumley he found a piece of folded bluelined notebook paper

the paper itself wasnt the culprit
                                  he forever folded paper and placed it at the back of books in case something occurred to him as he walkedread so he could capturepen it and later elaborate  he also dated and timed it

what confounded himbecause he rarely did it was a list he committed to the page

celery
garlic
chicken bouillon
cans – catfud

as a bookmark he used a receipt from MINER’S ACE HARDWARE  6/24/13  4:41PM for 2 HOOK ANGLE FORGED 12”  TOTAL  $19.33 he paid CASH

that may have been the last list he ever made

since he has depended upon his memory to recall items he shopped for

if he forgot something its happened thats on him  he held himself accountable

the grocer was only a mile an a half off
                                        he could walk backhe refused to drive  he purchased provisions only for himself so the canvas sack slung over his shoulder was eminently capable of holding two meals that typically provided leftovers
      
  still
      confoundedshocked   he was flummoxed he had actually made a list in Twothousandthirteen

he held himself to a high standard

figuring when he got older he wanted to maintainkeep greased the coils of his brain with hot percolating oils  

1009,  Thursday,  17  2. 22
1741,  Thursday,  17  2. 22
Elvin Jones & Richard Davis  Summertime  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tC1PzuBiduA

17.2.22

innocence

taking the Fifth Amendment
                              Hmm   what did the Former president say about people who took the 5th Amendment 

Aah  he said “If you’re innocent, why are you taking the 5th Amendment?”

curiously his son Eric took the 5th more than fivehunred times when he was last deposed

1820,  Thursday,  17  2. 22


Six four four six four four six four four 
                                        thats what it sounded like
an unseen bird calling

unseen because he was sitting on the pot reading The Dead and the Ugly  Joy Williams

the bird was insistent Six four four six four four
                                                   could have played drums kept beat or bass keeping the bassline Six four four six four four
                      thats what it sounded like
numerology meandered into his head
                                      all sorts of things crept into his headhe didnt keep the doors locked windows were flung wide open
he had critters insects spiders
he liked to think he was home
                                often he was pulled off point because a new one emerged like the submarine Seaview from the television show Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea  points erupted
   HA
       he remembered numerology did the unseen bird know numerology six plus four plus four fourteen one plus four five
         AH 5 the master of change  adaptable thrives in different environments social situations happiest when things feel fresh high energy filled with possibilities when things feel routine predictable 5 flies off to the next thing that which is more captivating “The only thing five is truly attached to is being unattached.”
                                                                                            he read it as Norwegian Wood 

since  whenever he heard Six four four six four four six four four he would cry Hello Norwegian Wood when it pausedtook a breath  
                      he hoped the pause that followed before it cry again was one of perplexion

1009,  Thursday,  17  2. 22
1408,  Thursday,  17  2. 22


one mans overdose is another mans murder
                                                     Whadafuck that mean   he dreamt it
he didnt feel accountablecouldnt be held accountable for a dream


Your honour  it was only a dream

A man is dead.

Not anyone I knew

You think because you didn’t know him that excuses you from prosecution? Strangers kill strangers. Murder isn’t always someone somebody knew.

Though a high percent arearent they
                                         I was dreamingI wasnt conscious I sleeping lying in my bed  I wanna hear the recitation of the statute that an person unconscious during the commission of a crime can be charged
Ya think this is some kind of workaround

Thats a nifty idea though
                           Hmm  Don get him started


Whaif OD was a marked man but saved the culprit their dirty work
                                                                       Gotta send flowers 
A floral wreath girdled by a shiny printed ribbon  Thanks, Bub.

Imagine the raised eyebrows Thanks, Bub.
                                              Thats fucking priceless

however nothing explains the desiccated cut-off hands found on the floor above the deadmans head the hands appear to belong to the same individual  a left a right  bummer if they werent it was a fucking dream off my case fingerprints would ascertain the fact  if the person prson he misstroked he liked it too a vowel off of prison  if the person had been fingerprinted
             hed been arrested in Chicago Miami Hamilton Montana Minneapolis LA  he didnt take lip from no one  had they been his hands the authorities would knowstartled he brought his hands up to his face to make sure he had his  he did 
        shook his headthought Some poor bastard  it was a gruesome dream


one mans overdose is another mans murder

convenient

Whawere the odds

drug kingpins know who they are

players know who they are

keep stone quiet or ones dead

the rub the stop
                 stop is  He will die   You will die

He dies It stops for you

You die It stops for you
                           theres an equation in there but he wasnt willing to dig in to fashion it  hed leave it to an egghead 
         like hed leave it to an egghead to muster proof evidence  he killed while he slept
Ssshh shush  Thats a secret
0744,  Saturday,  12  2. 22
1316,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  2. 22
Alvin Jones  Song of Rejoice After Returning from a Hunt  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0md4-_2Aupo 

16.2.22


“There are greenshoots here.”
                               not his words wished they were  he immediately understood the concept  he didnt take a plant down until he was sure it was completely dead often he didnt as he preferred their deadconfiguration to their absence
because he might be wrong and greenshoots appeared

the words were Chai Komanduris
                                  his motto “Instead of letting differences separate us, why not use these differences to bring us together.”

he agreed

but who is us

us are literate
              he read an article that reported fiftyfour percent of American adults from sixteen he had an issue qualifying sixteenyear olds as adultsparticularly contemporary sixteenyear olds to seventyfour COULD NOT read at a Sixth grade level
he read at a high school level when he was nine

but he was a reader

his mother fed him booksread to him when he hadnt learned yet

that wasnt cheating

the world unfolded

the world was on pages


he had a dull ache
                   it was fromhe was confident that Americas dismal illiteracy has been a public plan been in-the-works for better than a generation  an intentionaldeliberate act  tossing sand in the gears  for leadingnot really unquestioning idiots is easier than having to answerbe exercised by so-very-inconvenient questions

he hoped there were greenshoot
                                  rather than deadsticks to be burned

after 1800hrs,  Twosday,  15  2. 22
1120,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  2. 22


it thought he didnt see it

he could tell by its gait nonchalant no hurry  nothing to see here
                                                                     Whadaya lookin at, buddy?
Im lookin at you

Ya can quit anytime.

Yare like a carwreck I cant

Yare making me selfconscious.

Im enjoying your consciousness Makes me feel like Im getting away with something

OH I’m so pleased.
                      No. Really.  Stop.

Am I truly bothering ya

Yes.


Then my apologies
                    It wasnt my intention to be an interlopervoyeur I thoughtI was grateful that I  I was am probably the sole witness to your adventure  perhaps the onset of your next adventure

My.  I wasn’t thinking, my apologies.
                                          However I really must be off.  Goodbye.

Goodbye

Off it hustled which was inaccurate
                                      it strolled


a brittle fallen live oak leaf strolling down the descending driveway to parts unknown

1420,  ReggaeFriday,  19  11. 21
1217,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  2. 22


Why is it rhetorical everyone believes life is about them they regarded themselves heliocentric

he didnt
         hed admit perhaps everyone was overly broad  however when he considered things he usually sought to view them appeal to them objectively

when he said he didnt
                        he meant he tried hard to negate considerations for himself to amelioratedevise the best solution

if ones concern begins with for themselves  it is errant

 

he has a wonderful friend  Elsie

four years ago she married she and her husband are now raising a daughter who was born in the past year 

he was visiting

he visited them when they lived together

he didnt see visiting now as anything different

it had been his first opportunity to see them and their daughter per Trump virus dictates


Jamie her husband had a previous engagement

he said he expected to return by lunch 

Jamie left shortly after he woke showered and breakfasted with them

Elsie he incessantly teased her about being named for Bordens cow she had great udders she didhe told her so
                                                                                                                anif she hadnt met Jamie when she did  he was dallying with the prospect of dating her they had been friends for a couple of years and he truly didnt want to risk their friendshiprelationship romantically  it was more than apparent she was cool to pairing sexually
                   she chastised him for being loose  Loose  Excuse me all to hell loose  an appellation I believe  reserved for women  Do not attempt to debase or demoralise a zesty candid sexual affair or try to make it more significant than it was Don be a prude  but she was an reason why he dragged his feet despite the attractive attributes which drew him to her in the first place


How long she asked have we been friends?

We met Nine January Twothousandthirteen at Ninethirteen AM  Certainly you remember  perhaps not the time but the date

No . . not the time . definitely the date.   Why do you remember the time?

Because I was gazing at the clock when I heard the door open an you walked in I saw you before you met me
Advantage  Me

Advantage You.
                       So why didn’t you take your advantage?

Thats water under the bridge Elsie We should leave it at that  Notwithstanding I cherish our friendship

Do you know what is said about relationships that endure seven years?

I do not

If friends for seven years, friends for life.
                                             I am terribly happy you’re in my life.
she began to weep

he embraced her
                   Me too  Me too


not ten minutes later Jamie walked in and saw Elises upset
                                                               What’s wrong, love?

I was talking to Joe about the likelihood that he and I . . and you . will be friends for the rest of our lives.

his face got pinched wasnt that reserved for women 
                                                          Oh I see, you’re so terribly happy Joe is in your lif . .
. . Jamie  he interrupted  Maybe the next words out of your mouth will be Wha am I  chopped liver Christ Elsie is your wife the mother of your child possibly first of many
                                                      Get over yourself Please

Jamie didnt meet his gaze harrumphed then left the room

You’ll have . .
. . NO  Don ya daredon ya dare make excuses for him I wont hear them  Im headin out for provisions for dinner As I told you if you put me up Id thank you with a dinner I expect Jamie will have his head on right by the time I return If he doesnt Im afraid Ill be drinking alone since youre breastfeeding

1444,  Sunday,  6  2. 22
2131,  Twosday,  15  2. 22

15.2.22


he scratched his headlooked perplexed actually a bit stern
                                                             he said I cant say yaoughta pursueYes I understand its your dream but I cant encourage you to become a standup comedian

Ouch.
        I didn’t ask . .
. . No ya didnt but I would be remiss if I didnt at least try to dampen your fervor


It’s my dream.

Dream then ya wakeup


Why would you say that?

Perspective
             Ive gone to comedy showsfollowed various artists all exhibit a certain . panache . . your material lacks that . an punch

You like raw performers.

I do

I don’t do raw.

No you don
            Your jokes tend towards blanched overcooked  flaccid . .
. . Don’t pull no punc . .
. . Ya know I wont
                    My intent isnt to be hurtful . rather honest

Brutally hones . .
. . Brutally  A character trait


Awright. Anything you might suggest?

I have a suggestion ifya truly wanna hear

I asked didn’t I? 

Ah at last some moxie he thought
                                    Yadid I think a good comedian can blow themselves on stage ana really good comedian can make themselves cum women includedthey can give themselves head ifya think blow is too gender specific

JesusChrist.

Ya asked
              An I betcha He can  Hes a scream 
1427,  Sunday,  6  2. 22
1647 or 457pm,  Twosday,  15  2. 22


out the gate they didnt like each other

was no skin off his ass

nor his

he had to admit he liked that about men

they didnt have to like they didnt have to play nice or act that they were


he didnt like him found him to be crass a piece of shit
                                                        anhe knew that at the getgo
the man loved his acronyms  HIS   he made them up

they were bait provocative in the sense it provoked the question What does that mean?

he didnt ask 

let it breeze by

was disinterested

if he was too fucking lazy to say what he meant he wasnt interested in communicating

unfortunately on occasion he had to work with him  they were carpenters building a house


chronic acronyms was up on the scaffolding calling down measurements as they cut siding for around a window  Thirtyseven threeeighths an a B C H.

Thirtyseven threeeighths

An a BCH.

Man woudya just say whaya mean  

A BCH. rolled his eyes maybe an exclamation point

Yah Heard
            Repeating itsaying it louder means squat other than declaring yare ignorantwhich I know an wouldnt refute
What do you mean

Everyone on the crew except you knows a BCH . . whasat say about you?

It says I could give a fuckbout shortcuts or your acronyms Say whaya mean

BCH. A black cunt hair.

Black

You heard me.

Black
     Not blonde brunette not a CCH a Caucasian cunt hair

Man, what’s crawled up your ass?

Yare the intellect  wha
                        it took several moment to quiet the insanity ranging around inside his head not to use a sledge hammer on the wedges that stabilised the scaffolding  he did not like the man

2233,  Saturday,  5  2. 22
1244,  Twosday,  15  2. 22

14.2.22


he woke
       a rant breaking over the top of his dreamsraging more precise
                                                                           however he was cognizantconscious enough that he did not wake on the wrong foot get out of bed on the wrong side 

his upset was people our inherent state our humanUnkindness
                                                                  were doomed to be idiots like goldfish in a glass bowls who eventually will suffocate and die because theyve fouled their surroundings  their atmosphere 

but goldfish havent the wherewithal to do otherwise 

which make us evermore worse off  evermore ignorant


he also woke thinking of houses of worship tucked amongsharing common walls alleyways with mini mall hardware stores hairdressers barber shops bowling alleys hobby shops pancake houses greasy spoons the occasional pet stores  like mini zoos
               everywhere escaped black shiny crickets seeking salvation which living things will do because they hadnt a choice and were confined to the lowest rungs of the food chain desperately kneeling on pointy knees chirping Hallelujah! peeping Hallelujah! whatever it takes whatever to please a surly God a miscreant Messiah
                                                                                                             theyve escaped and implore holyroller ministers spiritualists self-anointed prophets lesser messiahs to speak on their behalf and pray insist to God that they are worthy they are worthwhile
                                                            they are Children of God too
perhaps more so because they are innocent

Thursday morning,  10  2. 22
1233,  Monday – Valentine’s Day,  14  2. 22

11.2.22

 

Lonely Days in his head woke him    he couldnt go back to sleep

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1nACo34VKEQ

“lonely days

‘lonely nights

Whar am ey

“without my wom(e)n?”

 

visiting

back Valentine’s Day

0809,  ReggaeFRiday,  11  2. 22

10.2.22


they were randyBULLSHIT   they were a raunchy couple
                                                           HOW RAUNCHY WERE THEY?
Glad ya asked Ill tell ya
                          If I hadnt been too stoned to leave their place I never would have heard  I thought theyd remember I passed out and was lying on their bedroom floor at the foot of their bed where I think I remember they dragged me  I remember so no one would step on me kick me in the head trip over me  or possibly molest me while I was unconscious   everyone loves to molest an unconscious personRIIGHT
                                                                                 particularly at a party
                                                                                                        thats why people throw partieswhy people go to them


that said he couldnt say how many times he played Father the priest  absolving women he had been with of their carnal passions

Wha happened last night?

You don remember  he did  he was like a kid on playground equipment on every apparatus then made up a few more rides

No . . no . I don’t remember anything.

Nothing

No. Nothing.  Not a thing.

My child he wanted to say   Nothing happened

Cool. I think I blacked out.

they were very  pliant   relaxed

 


lights were off

a lava lamp belched

he wondered where he was

      Ah   he smelled her Clove cigarettes kreteks  he preferred kreteks like pretzels kinda similar nahnobody agreed with him probably why he preferred getting loaded and rappeling deep into his mind  nobody wanted to keep up with him because nobody could spin spider thread as he did which kept him from falling awaydying  he was always tethered   people werent unable to see or imagine it
                                                                he was a magician a fucking magi

his pants were still buttoned
cool


she coughed 

definitely her rattle 

he knew where he was

he fucked her in their bed
                          clandestinely  she was the type who liked to sweeten the poteverything had to be dramatic his word was draumatic trauma influenced   He finds out he’ll beat the shit out of us.   Ohfuckya Ya sleep around he sleeps around aint a secret If he were to come after me Id damage him now shaddup he flipped her onto her belly and fucked her doggiestyle

Ah  Good  he was grounded

they rustled around above him

they were too fucked up to fuck

Say she said  Can you smell cum on my breath?

sniff sniff
          Can’t say I’m too wasted.  You . . can you smell pussy on my face?

sniff sniff
         Nah . me neither . too high.

the lava lamp belched 

he was in a good place  tentatively
                                              something heavy ran across his mind left footprints  he was going to chase down whoeverwhatever it was
                                Hey asshole  didnt see me

he blacked out
2149,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  9  2. 22