Gawdbless the erotic skywriter

scrawled in smoke

deftlyquickly composedexecuted

he stood

she kneeled

in profile

he could almost hear her weechoke she was practised

an to his credit he let her take him he wasnt a headpusher

theres a womens organisation against such men

he overheard a clutch talking

he excused himselfapologised Cant help it I can hear a dogs whistles

I stand in brotherhood with your ideal a man should leave a womans head alone not muss her do 

                                                                                                         he thought maybe theyd suffer an ahHa no  deadly serious 

Not that I woud but might yasayreveal one penalty Offhand I can imagine many  perhaps share one that might be inflicted

One?

Yes Just one  As I said Im imaginative

they said

WOW 

       Thas a doozywoud definitely break tha abysmal practise 

Yes they hissed

at once inasudden he realised he was at the edge of a snake den hibernaculum  juggling both balls in his mind he opted 

       Yave certainly formed a fine den

We think so.

              she who saidsitting upright was better than six feet tall he was six he wasnt intimidated made it was apparent

Your words are safe with me

Or you know what we’ll do.  a vulgar threat

Yes If I touch your head while you suck my cock  two can play at tha game

the smoke dissipated into haze 

her head was the last to go        

early AMish,  Thursday,  4  8. 22

343preferred, Monday,  8  8. 22

George Michael  I Want Your Sex  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3AP26ywQsQ

Hold onhold on he fingered his ears trying to clear them   I cant hear ya

How do you mean you can’t hear me?

he saw her mouth move 

                          I said HOLD ON I CANT HEAR YOU he couldnt hear himself  

he saw exasperation work in her face Sorry I really cant hear just now he took his fingers away he yawnedstretched his jaw side to side down forward side to side  inside his ears a loud ringing

confused she sat backcrossed her arms  waited

finally the RINGING ceasedstopped as abrupt as it began 

                                                             he yawned hard  HELLO

he could hear himself 

                        Thas better he looked across the table at her I apologise Im back

she unfolded her armsleaned forward 

                                         What was that about?couldn’t hear me.

That was crazy You knoware familiar with that sayin when your ears ring someone is talking bout ya

Yes.

Whoever was talking about me had to be screamin it deafened me on this end

Screaming?

Yah anits not like Ive givenI believe  someone reason to scream about me Im a nice gu . . 

. . A real peach.

You said it

I understand theres a cure first year of the Seventeenth century Pliny the Elder he also coined tinnitus

Do tell.

I was Eares ringing and singing, or having them any unnaturall sound and noise.

His cure?

I love it have any pregnant friends

Pregnant friends? What does that have to do with anything?

First confirms they have sex

Oh Jesus

Hell have to get in lineaint takin backseat to him Sloppy seconds Jesus

Oh My God.

In line

         I don know if theres a sloppy name for thirds

Dirty thirds?

Im not askingwere vergin on felchin

Felching?

Please he screwed up his face No  Tell me it aint so

Do I want to know?

Yawanna meet somebody down the road whos less a peach than me anave them say

Maybe not.

This is one for the books ya got a pen an paper

Stop the dramatics.

Welcome the traumatics Felching  suckingeating cum out of someones anus  Kinda  ifya think about it reminiscent of licking the cream out of a Hostess huur  crack me up Twinkies or CupCakes

                                                                               You

she retchedeyes teared

Nahhuh I saved you  Yare welcome  Im a peach of a guy  

                                                               Pregnant friend

Don’t miss a beat.

Careful histrionics affectation  Beat it . .

. . Would ya stop. I’ve forgotten your runon mind . .

. . Fun  A wild ride

Where are the life jackets?

More wild without em Pregnant friend

You’re not letting up?

Thad be so unlike me

she sat boltupright No pregnant friends.

Nuts

       I hate propositioning strange womenI like strange women I meant a woman Ive not met before

she sheshed 

             Really laboring this explanation all to hell.

No appreciable rest without work preceding it

                                                Yes  All to hell

Pregnant?

The cure

Cure?

For tinnitus screaming tha deafened me

Ohyes, foolish me. 

                     Afraid you’ve deranged me.

Rearranged you

More ways than one. 

                       Sally forth, embark.

Yes  I shall sally at your insistence

                                      Happy yave caught up 

I didn’t I didn’t, ya gave me a ride.

Yare welcome

So fuckin polite.

Patience wearing thin

My patience is exhausted, I’m beat helpless by your pyrotechnics.

Ohgosh Thank you Im flattered   Usually I dislike flattery but for you Ill make an exception

she was unimpressed Pregnant.

Yes the cure 

               A mixture of leek juice rose oil cumin honey breast milk got a rimshot for me 

she acted like she struck a snare drum

                                      I’m beat. 

Yasaid   

1032,  Sunday 7  8.  22

1146,  Monday  8  8. 22

tinnitus  https://www.dailysabah.com/life/2019/05/27/superstitions-busted-ringing-of-the-ears

two of his senses have an aversion to sameness seeing and hearing 

                                                                         of the other three two are mediocrecouldnt care less tasting smelling  which was okay because long ago he downgraded eating to purelyessentially fuel week to week he scarcely changes what he ingests he doesnt dine out unless he hasnt an option which ought to tip anyone who was cognizant  impliesinsists  he also didnt travel

                                                walking where he needed to go  needed not wanted anif asked hed be hardpressed to name a place he wanted to visit  going vicariously is every bit as good going  BETTER no connecting flights hotelmotel arrangements no tipping  actually hes tipped whomever might read this

touch proprioception(reception) waltzed in third regarding its aversion to sameness perhaps touched is more accurate  hes touched brain function alertness awareness acuity it loves dabblinplayin games with his sight and hearing

ACTUALLY his mistake hed compelLet the Body of Christ compel you. hadnt chirped that horrific line since walking home from the theatre after seeing The Exorcist Opening Night 

                                                    ACTUALLY thinking it through now  hed position touch brain function above seeing and hearing because it informed them freed them to do whatever they needed to in any given moment

Wha does this have to do with anything

Simple

STEEL PLATES AHEAD

                                   a yellow diamond road signinformational road sign insisted  Ya might want to slow down prick

his brain queried Whacha got

ears heard conveyed to eyeballs 

didnt have to hear

                   they were on point slick interlopers scouring sound for juicytidbits titillation  hawkeared  complimenting sights hawkeyed an awesome tandem 

emboldenedbolstered by his TOUCHedbrain eyes saw STEEL PLATES IN HEAD 

he had been near that remote road while a construction crew was placing them 

its tard flag man  shuffling walleyed sniffling handy with a pennant holding a radio to his ear manoeuvred virtually nonexistent traffic the sign appeared just over his shoulder he went leftdidnt headup the road fella probably couldnt pass muster IQ to enlist thatd be 81 on the Richter scale more than one standard deviation off the mean 15

he could believe he might be able to affix magnetic coloured alphabet letters to his skull

                                                                                              Whawould he print

Duh

     Steel Plates in Head

that might be an unfortunate thought

then again it might be very fortunate

130preferred, Sunday,  7  8. 22

2239,  Sunday

The Who  Pinball Wizard  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFrDpx7zLtA

cellphones while he despised they wereon occasion  humourous  faded in an out cut out at inopportune times

technology tickled him as only a luddite could be

                                                    Sorry missed tha

Missed that?   What?

Butt something

Butt?

Yah chase away those who try to jew ya or arrived early thinkin ya woudnt want to inconvenience them make em wait leave come back later because they were there now anwoudnt be coming back if ya sent them packing 

                                                                                                              Buhbye

Yes yes . . ah . I recall . . I said butt plugs. 

Thasnahwha I heard  Heard butt clubs 

                                          Figured if clubs like in spades ya had some real randy friends

Oh My God. 

he wished he could see the expression on her face

                                                      I love technology

she calledhad begun their conversation with her exclamation I’m a rich bitch! her garage sale was a huge hit his mind went immediately to the 200 screws for $2 Busy busy girlhuh?  I coudnt do tha woudve been spent at four 

                                                                                                                  but she provoked himsent him packingtickling down that sexual path  tipped him he was unstable to begin with anshe knew that

 

2118,  ReggaeFriday,  5  8. 22

1416,  Sunday,  7  8. 22

a Bit-O-Pensee like a Bit-O-Honey

    codpiece

scrotum exposed

he fumbled with a button

at feast at a Renaissance Faire

balls were right he dressed left

occurred 1047,  Sunday,  7  8. 22

1240,  Sunday

By coincidence

                           By coincidenceWhas tha mean to you 

to him it smells to highheaven like rotting cod   a rotting codpiece filthy

they said By coincidence

he knew Horseshit 

                    coudnt sell himthey should have known better than try to blow smoke up his assfailed to see how transparent they were didnt look in a bright clean mirrorrather one opaque its silver warped  failed

they didnt stepaway hesitate the slightest to look at themselves objectively

they wanted what they wanted

Please couldntve saved him from itleft him out of the lie

hed rather not be associated

the sudden hustle out of town Got a bug up my ass.  at least that was true  

he knew who the bug was

they have an itch to scratch

despite being told no to their face

thinking

the possibility remains

he told them more than hafyear ago she was a no-go topped it with a healthy creamy dollop of Absolutely a no-go

they don believe in absolutes

at the time  Really he asked Nothing is absolute

Nothing. I refuse to believe in them.

Yare wrong

Don’t tell me what I believe. got a little hot under the collar  which was his pointwhat he wanted

So  frankly circumstances do exist tha youd have sex with a man they were homophobic

his skull swelledpuffed like it was going to blow

Absolutes exist 

                 By your word youd fuck a guy or hed fuck youId bet hed fuck you thaway you coud conceive ya werent an active participant you happened to drop the bar of soap 

                                                              he laughed grimly

Don tell me absolutes do not exist

she was absolutely a no-go

they coudnt help themself

had tojust had to keep sniffing around    

2123,  Saturday,  6  8. 22

1031,  Sunday,  7  8. 22

Three Dog Night  Liar  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otv4kmbRp9E  O R  Queen  Liar  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNVoMg9uVaY

role model

Thas a heavy lift

An awesome responsibility

he didnt have one  woudnt want to shackleupbraiddefame anyone 

                                                                         Whos yours  Think about it

I don’t have to think. 

Thinkplease

I don’t I know.

Your father

  Yes.

         Have I said before.

Yaoughta know

I don’thave I said?

Yes

        Which is why I wanted to you to search your mind not grab low hanging fruit 

He wasn’t.

Don take offensedidnt mean to offend you   I should have prefaced it your role model outside the home

How many role models do you think people have?

I don know people are faceted Soundsseems reasonable to have more than one

I’d have to think.

he gave him that shot in the headDEADlook

                                             Which is why I asked you to think not just regurgitate whaya think ya know

I know . . my Dad.

Yave said

I have.

             Who’s yours?

Ive thought long an hard more than I care to admit  Lotsa candidates no one head an shoulders above the rest

But maybe not role models

Maybe heroes  artists mold breakers freethinkers freetinkers  men women  courageous unafraid willing to diecommit to every fuckin hill they climbed

                                 Whod want someone at their back who woudnt stand pat

Your Dad wasn’t?

No

You want to think a moment on that? 

No

   I know  As kneejerk as you did

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  8. 22

454preferred,  Saturday,  6  8. 22

a friend irritates him he swears his abiding affection for Tom Brady  calls him the GOAT

he doesnt share his affection rather when GOAT drops he hears goat thinks goat takes him literally

No no no . you know what I mean.

Goat Your family has animalskeeps goats

Why would I mention their goat?

Goat milk tasty goat meat tasty  They help sustain your family

Hobby goats, kids raise them, then July, County Fair, they compete, sell the animals. It’s something for the kids to do, learn responsibility.

Excellent reason

But I’m not talking about the kids’ goats.

  Oh

       Got to be more specific Goat doesnt suggest your boyfriend heartthrob 

NOT.

      I’m talking about the Greatest Of All Time.

Your quarterback Touch football Tommy

Would you quit with that?

Im as fond of Touch as I am of the former president Almost in the same boat . .

. . Are you out of your mind?!there’s no comparison.

There is

How?

Whas tha thing we talked about last week  two opposite things actually near each other in the extreme

Yes yes, the ah . horseshoe effect, horseshoe theory.

Thas it

There’s no comparison between the two.

There is

NO.

Actually there is two opposite things   Athleticism

The fat orange man isn’t athletic.

Is your GOAT

He’s the man yes, he’s an athlete.

Agreed Good   We have two individuals opposed Your boyfriends svelte really fit Fatso not However in my mindbending the arch following the horseshoe up I prefer mine balanced on its end youya don ya don have to say I know  you prefer yours hanging downward donwanna work tha hard falling is easier than climbing  The athlete the nonathlete in the extreme theyre very near each other anbecause I dislike them I havent wanted either to traipse across my experience I coud give two shits for either yet they have 

Follow my explanation

                         I follow football games purposefullynot tha I have followed your boyfriend I follow politics an unfortunately cunt found his way in wha  hes a GOAT too but for nefarious reasons

I disagree.

Not reasonable  Not rational

I just disagree.

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  8. 22

322preferred,  Saturday,  6  8. 22

Blood, Sweat & Tears  Spinning Wheel  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SFEewD4EVwU

they walked among the graves carefully negotiating their steps so they didnt step on someone 

it was an old cemetery

the monuments were ornatethe workmanship exquisite

palegreen lichen etched most script and lines

there were birthdates 1700s

uniqueunusual names

many stones had epitaphs written inside carved scrolls

some headstones were likely taller than the child who was committed to earth sorrowful veiled angels watched over them

there were enormous family plots

large mausoleums constructed of stoneblocks perfectly articulated joints

the grounds were arbored furnished with small elegant flower gardens peppered here and there with whispering reflecting pools murmuring fountains wide stone benchestheir seats quietlyworn honed over the decades

he looked over at her she was just standingbrushing dirt from her knees time and again she had been overwhelmed by stories the gravestheir headstones told   

he walked towards her taking his handkerchief from his pocket Come here

she walked selfconsciously to him You think I’m silly?

No no folding his handkerchief moistening a corner with spit holding her chin he gently rubbed dirt away from her eyes erased teartrails 

                  Not at all Cemeteries tell storiesmake us want to have been able to know who the people were   Are you ready to go

tenderly Yes. Thank you for bringing me, I didn’t think I’d be so moved . . so . very moved. she began to weep again 

he hugged herwhispered into her ear 

                                       I think you better hold onto my handkerchief  he chuckled quietly

I’m being silly.  she cooed

Be how you feel Its for all the right reasons

they walked from the lawn to the graveled road it was meticulously graded

the stones crunching under their feet provided them solace  reassurance

they parked outside the cemetery beyond the arched ironworked solitary gate short walls of piled stone lead away at either side delicate flowering plants grew out of niches between them

he mused  A cemetery full of peters 

Hmm she wiped her eyeswiped her nose  I hadn’t noticed many.

paralleling the wall she followed his gaze left 

                                                he said  Erect stones  not flaccid lying on their bellies

she tilted her head like a dog listening to a whistle 

                                                        Oh!  Oh, you’re terrible.

Thas good Still have your sense of humour

playfully she slapped him in the shoulder You’ve terrible! 

                                                             despite of her redrimmed eyes she laughed  You are terrible.

Its a talent

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  8. 22

1100,  Saturday,  6  8. 22

they were from different cultures

he was Polish

his friend was from Mars

                          Christ yamusave grownup under a rock no relatives around

Getting your panties twisted in a wad because I didn’t, we didn’t, go to the funerals or cemeteries when I was a kid.

Nobody your family anyone you knew growing up died

They did, but we didn’t go.

Ya didnt personally extend your condolences

My parents may have, but we didn'tthey didn’t make us.

No wonder yare cold fish lack sense of loss or grief

                                                      Finish the book The End Close it shelf it Your parents did you no favors

My parents did what they thought was right.

They were wrong shame on them

How dare you . .              

. . Save it  Idve said it to their faces even as a kid

                                                       They deformed you

I’m not deformed.

Oh you are

               Life isnt life without death    

Just because I see death differently than you.

Stop  Yave rarely seen death then when ya didyou looked away quickly 

                                                                              Yare like a character in a colouring book  an outline drawing   uncoloured 

Because I wasn’t raised like you doesn’t diminish me or left me uncolored.

  Uncoloured  Lacking depth an breadth

                                            We coud argue though I know already  yare convinced IQ is more important than EQ

It is.

It isnt  IQ only helps

                      Ya havent lunched in a cemetery

Eaten in a cemetery? disgust was evident would have spoiled his appetite  No.

                                                                               I’ve been in cemeteries.

Passed through not visited

What’s to visit?nothing’s there . . they’re dead.

  Dead  Gone an forgotten

Not forgotten.

Good How often do you think of friends and family youve lost

Not often.

Thanks for being honest I wake every morning an lay in bed an one at a time by name I wish them good morning I imagine themsee their faces I witness different memories I had with them or those they shared with me Theyre not dead Were only dead when no one remembers us when no one says our name

Well . . that’s you.

suntime,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  8. 22

1315,  ReggaeFriday, 5  8. 22