4.9.22


OUCH she was out of synch   he wished he could help her but she was beyond him she wouldnt look at him he was right in front of her
   NO

last night

a stumbling apparition

dressed for the cold

he lived in SoCal

she wore a white stocking cap

white scarf around her throat

white socks above the top of her boots

rest of her garments jet black  slacks  sweater  car coat  boots 
she stumbled
               he couldnt tell if she was ill inebriated or stoned 
WHOA WHOAWHOA thought she was going over WHOAwent back on her heelsthought she was going over  she pulled it out

looked like she had something in herbook looked like she had a book in her hands  she thrust it out in front of herself when she rolled backwards 
                                 ballast
 
  regained  she stood fastlegs widespread

clutched the book to her chest

gamely  steadily    she turned around 
she walked away from him 


walking off she disassembled asif made of ash

he watched her until she was gone

it appeared she dropped the book

he walked over to where he thought it fell
dirty snow
           smudge of ash 

it melted quicklyscarcely a puddle

0937,  ReggaeFriday,  8  4. 22
1232, Sunday,  4  9. 22


THAS IT majority MAGA Republicans have shitabsolute SHIT for brains thas tha stink                                                                                                                                they refer to the FormerGAWF
GEOTUS get this BATSHIT   God-Emperor of the United States 


if forced if measured  he had three wordsthree syllables for tha
                                                                    Et tu Brute 
he could imagine OrangeFormer in a green room desperately trying to rub one out Sorry boss shortcircuit valves thrownaint working Take another pill! before addressing assembled dickheads an nuffysnatches 
                                                                                       Awhcom on thas impolite  Usually yare able to check tha at the door
Theyve kicked it wide open No more   Call it fatigue 
                                                         Medias desperate to maintain a false equivalence equalbalanced reporting 
         When it aint it aintquit bending over backwards to appeal to those who are as appealing as infectious ratshit moldering in small corners of avenues undisinfected by sunlight
 
  God-Emperor 
                  He can suck my cock
   
1722,  Twosday,  30  8. 22
1525,  Sunday,  4  9. 22


together she was always at his elbow  together they formedup poured a concrete drive which led up from the established cul-de-sac

theirs was one lot among many divviedup by an unknown surveyor ordered by some unknown corporate lord crappy wood stakes flying coloured ribbons yards of broken earth starkwhite chalk scrabble rock refuse brokenbrown weeds
almost funny they could see something beyond that


they built it

no one came

maybe no one noOne died en route

or noOne could pass credit banks refused to foot the risk thats ridiculous unbankish

or noOnes wife refused to go out and work 

or she refused the bankers advances
                                       Come on, baby, work with the man . . we get a house.

A house. You want me to hook and whore for a house?

If I could I would . . for us.

If you could you would?tellya wha . . head down to the gay bar and work the business end of a gloryhole. You’d be able to afford gargle anafter chow cum of some dumb dim sum. 
                                                              I can’t believe you’d suggest I . I . . I should accept a banker’s advances .  . who . who . she was getting beside herself . who are you . . . 
                                                                                     he thought of two of her  doppelgangers  they'd be formidable, could split the work. Would you shaddup! like she could hear him think You’re welcome to chow sum dumb dim sum, asshole.

She was upset.
I said shaddup.        
1259,  Twosday,  12  4. 22
1153, Sunday,  4  9. 22


   Howbout this 
                          I am fluent in silence
Nah.                                                                                                                                           

Thas pretty abrupt  Whyknot

Fluent in silence . . that’s not sexy, it’s boring, what else you got?I’m all ears . . shake agin . shoot. 

   Shakeaspeare 

Shakespeare?

I didn’t say tha volleying your shakeagun 
                                                   Im Joyceing you

Joyceing?  Joshing.

No 
     Im havin some fun playin   joking

Joking.

As in joke jolk yolk yoke woke oak awk ward word

Listen I get it, you’re the idea guy . . I’m just not following.

Don Try an appreciate the incentive
                                       Standup our tshirt  Whoever wears it answers to no one he laughed in his throathis joke  It goes without saying

When we started this . .
. . PAGA played out

That was timely, political opportunism.

It was edgy
             Our risk paid off We staked our claim raisedunfurled our flag MAGA lawsuit fell on its face free publicity  penalties assessed helped furthur us 
                                       Arya suddenly risk-averse
Tellya wha realising its success well split profits If notan thas a big if Ill assume sixty percent of the losses

I’m still losing money.

Im Im Im after all this time ya havent learned its not about you  Silence is not going to lose money 
                                                                                                        Or Ill run it an assume onehunred percent  Well call it my project  H 2.0
companys name was H for hype

Can I think about it?

Sure Think   First runs tomorrow

0647,  Twosday,  12  4. 22
0952,  Sunday,  4  9. 22

3.9.22


. . . there’ll be iggs for the brekkers come to mournhim, sunny side up with care.
                                                                                    Joyce gayly gibbeting
he had to admit he liked iggs for eggs

Shay said so on her left breast embroidered in scrollystitch he wondered what she named her right breast their in-between was deeply cleft freckled  he would have been very happy to crawl between them and call it home  
Shay lastly please the iggs sunnyside up makeem jiggle whenya walk

Jiggle, sir? she seemed perplexed though it looked attractive ifnot foreign on her face

Jiggle

Jiggle. Yes, sir. 
                  she then stood upright from the bow from the waist that she made to take his order her perplexion changed its complexion now looked thoughtful thinkful full of clammitty clamgloves an clamboots clamjuicy clammyhands perhaps hams an loins too clamjuicy  not tightasaclam 
                                                                            tititightas a clam  Shay convinced herself Jiggle, sir, yes, sir.

Good childher
               happy not a childhin neveraneed of a him hymn hum  Awhell ahum by aher redfull lickslips whitecanines incisors inspirsors flickering redlicoriceous tongue 
Yessir. 
Jiggle.
Got it Shay
            Gomad
O bliging
O bling!BAM  VA VA VOOM
                                Offto the cookingroom to the grease and sizzle and griddles toasters bowls of chilled butterballs
O vens
O hens 
        piggs saddlestripsstripes sausage unpeeled tatters hashed countryfried onions greenpeppers     

So true is it that therewhere’s a turnover the tay is wet too and when you ketch sight of hind make sure but you’re cocked by hin.
                 Jgibbeting agin
                                   . . . she is on her behaviourite job of quainance bandy . . . we may take our review of the two mounds to see nothing of the himples here at elsewhere, by sixes sexes and sevens, like so many heegills and collines, sitton aroont, scentbreeched and somepotreek . . .

the diningrooms filled

he hadnt noticed

he was musingamusing hisself

the portholed white door from the kitchen swung out

he faced it

Shays coming with his platter of heapedbreakfast a coffeepot 
                                                                shes jigglingbreathtakingly jiggling he had dollarbills if she wore a garter shes jiggling  


Shaysashayed up to him

bent deeply
             breathy Jiggly enough, sir?

she and the iggs were
                        Divine Shay

Sir, I seek to please.

I am very pleased Thank you

You’re welcome, sir. 
                     she stood erectnot alone poured him fresh coffee
                                                                       I’ll leave you the pot. Is there anything else I can get you? he enjoyed her predatory smilesnarl

One thing more please threefourmore butterballs for my blueberry pancakes

  Butteryballs. Yes,sir.

   butteryballs  he watched her walk offdisappear through the portholes then turning to his breakfast he ate ravenously 

AMish,  Twosday,  5  4. 22
1144,  Saturday,  3  9. 22

2.9.22


hennaed hands

tripped up his perspective 
                            though seen up close the artfulness threw him off his disgust of tattoos he knew hennahow he knew he couldnt sayhe read a lot  he knew it wasnt permanent not a tattoo  he asked Its not permanent 
she laugheddidnt cover her mouth 
                                   Awhellno, I like to change things up, permanent’s a bit of a swear word in my lexicon. she was growing more attractive to him by the moment
Lexicon

A sweet descriptor, huh? I dig icon being part of it. 
descriptor

he had seen her a couple times priorthey had been introduced but he hadntthey hadnt opportunity to bore down admittedly then the henna throwing him off 
                                           Arya tryin to get into my pants 
Isn’t that my line?

Did I step on your toes

she laughed openmouthed again 
                                   I’m holding the line, bub . you trying to get into my pants? 
Id love to

the laughter bubbled  unforced very natural 
                                                  she was small  built proportionallythough tastefully busty  auburn hairbutched  unruly  saved her from the inane question and answering  This? No, I can’t do a damn thing with it. 
looked like a mad pixielike she might bite him for a reason no reason   feral


they went off to a bar after she closed her shop

they had several drinkshe had no idea where she was putting them

then she admitted she was Indianpart Irish

then he knew

   Say handsome, I don’t live far from here like to walk me home?

they made it as far as a school playground played on the swings he pushed her she kept leaning way back tagging him in the belly with the top of her head 
her playfulness and inversion tickled him 
made him hard
she noticed                       

swinging out and away she exitedflung herself into the air and on woodchips stuck the landing  turning to him as he walked up on her she did a little Rocky dance

she patted his cockfingers pointing down 
                                           Yagonna introduce me to your little friend said it like Tony Montana  Scarface

Happily though youll excuse himhes a little hard of hearing youll have to get very close when you say

undoing his belt buckle she went at the pantsbuttons in abandon she grabbed his cock took a knee HELLO! she gave him a tug and a kiss 
                       Take a look at this would ya?! he was looking See how large your cock looks in my hand?

Theres that  Matter of perspective

she didnt say

0640,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  31  8. 22 
1321, ReggaeFriday,  2  9. 22


lookingup from of his book as he walked into through the parking lot he saw a little boy emerge carrying a schoolbag into the hot sunlight beside his father 
                                   his father was trying to have a conversation with him I had a fine day today, howbout you son?

the boyretarded walked forward blinking madlyhot sun in his eyes he didnt respond

Son, now you mightyou could say . . Dad, I had a good day too; your teacher said you had a very good day today.

the boy almost stumbledDad steadied himhand at his shoulder as he struggled to lift the plaid schoolbag up to his chest with his other hand he gripped itheld it before him asif a shield 

crossing in front of them he saw the boys blinking ceasedgave way to a hard stare it wasnt directed at anything a faraway look 
              he recognised it  his little brother was retarded  they were here and not here entranced  inhabiting a netherworld  oblivious 
                         he remembered thinking that if he was protectedguarded itd be a nice place to go off to  somewhere   over the rainbow    hurtle the horizon  be A-WAY 
                                                                    unfortunately creeping fear broke across the boys face because his father walked beside him he didnt see it 
                                                        then the boys expression twistedagonised
the while his father had continued to try and cajole his son to converse he was diligentthough visibly irritated yet it did not reveal in the tenor his voice 

as he continued walking he couldnt imagine having a retarded childbe responsible for them the rest of their life his life

the little boy began to whine pitifully then crysobbed

he understood it was the sunthe heat it was oppressive aggressive 
                                                                        all the years the boy had been alive  this creature this junior high twelve or thirteen year old  the heat hadnt been onehunednine degrees September First
felt like walking in an oven
                            he thought creature the father was catchingup realising the suddenheat his son was experiencing after being indoors embraced by airconditioning the whole school day  he thought creature because they innatelybasically understood Jungs collective unconscious kollektives Unbewusstes synchronised Unconscious  a fineskein web cast around the earth  engulfing it  communicating the fear of abnormal heatGet out of the sun seek shelter save yourself 
the boy staggered then began to walk backwardsretreating  his father grabbed him by the shoulderhe sobbed louder

Yes son it is hot, but when we get to the car I’ll turn the airconditioning on full blast, cool you down immediately.

the boy tried to shake his fathers hand but couldnt
                                                     he heard the scuffle at his back the father beginning to drag the little creature forward INTO the sun INTO the blazing heat INTO annihilation  INNATELY bound to his creaturesenseGET OUT OF THE SUN  SEEK SHELTER   GET OUT OF THE SUN

midparking lot he assumedhe heard an Umph the fathers gaspbreath as he lifted the boy off his feetstill struggling  bodily carrying him to the car as he sobbedscreamed  unable to flee to hide from the hotwash of the sun

a spectacle he heard  did not watch  

he wanted out of the sun too

his creature instincts were screaming inside his head as loud as the little boy did       

1441,  Thursday,  1  9. 22
1039,  ReggaeFriday,  2  9. 22
K Bleax Survival  https://vimeo.com/127584214

1.9.22


hennaed hands  sleeves

small hands

she was lucky if she was five feet tall he said Id guess 152.4 CM  she giggled  You make me feel taller, thank you.

Yare welcome

she ran a greeting card shop 
                             printed her own out of the rear of the building interspersed them among the standardfare Hallmark American Greetings local artisans also placed theirs for a nominal display fee 
                                                                                             it had a communal feel her decoration was inviting

a mutual friendwho knew told him a week after she stopped to chat with him outside hennas shop that she was curious about him 
           I think you need to send a card to someone.
he was actually a whore one could lead to water and make him drink 
Mind you  she said   Ana A N A is unique.

Shes sui generis

her face went deadpan
                         Yeah Joe . . whatever.  she said whatever to irk himhe irked her 
Okay Raquel  okay 
                     Friends

If not I wouldn’t have turned you onto her.                         

Thank you

Maybe you thank me after you get a ball rolling. Then you can take me out for a drink.
   ahcovert  possibly a nefarious operation

I  guess well see

Oh I have little doubt you’ll charm her out of her pants like you charmed me out of mine.
   that was insane

he nodded  We certainly sowed wild oats . .
. . We’re lucky we weren’t arrested for she burst out laughingDISORDERLY lewd conduct.

Had we been Idve charged them with being prude 
                                                        We did tear it up
We did!
           If you two hookup don’t tell me . I rather want to see it on her face . . I can remember mine reflected in a storefront window.

he shook his headit was a vivid memory 
                                            We made a time of it
Yes.  Then I left for school.
In Europe

Yes.  There was that. 
                           If I hadn’t we’d’ve been reduced to a heap of ash.
  Thas  poetic 
                Takin blow jobshead by the wind

That wasn't.

  No  Just saying  
                        Between us head was might popular
Stop.
      Go buy a card, introduce yourself to Ana. 


he did




Ana rolled out of bedDammit, I’m late again! she went to the bathroom and started the shower 

it was a shower stall

he pulled the curtain aside 

he leered
          she was so beautiful wet   slick  like an otter

she laughedgave him a little tug I don’t think there’s room in here for the three of us.

Well  I got an idea
                       Lets make him disappear one way or another

00:00,  Thursday,  1  9. 22
1236,  Thursday


  its golden hour
                maybefingers crossed someone shot him as he walked across the field past razedtoppled trees land choppedup into lots some foundations excavated or maybe an interior Mariachi bandit recording him to cut him intoedit him into  dreams   memories  shooting black an white or cinemascope

he was angered 
                  he had argued strenuously before the City Council against selling off the green parcelsarguing they ought to be maintainedEVERYTHINGeverything didnt have to be about chasing the almighty buck
                                                                                                     without greenways yards their community would eventually collapse into sterile urban monotony 


standing at the edge of a trench some threefourfeet deep he glanced a glittering in the crumbledearth rock shale reflecting shards of sunlight whichnot ten minutes later  he would never have seen

he jumped down into it

toed away the collapsedearth

a flask

bending to pick it up not a few feet away more glittering  another flask  then another    another  strung out in the same cease not thirty metres apart 
                                           then the sunlighting was gone the sky darkening quickly 

he put the flasks in his jacket pockets climbed out of the cut and walked home


all four were filled
                   with blood
a little diabolical
macabre

as dinner was going he poured himself refrigerated Ouzo wanted something as viscousabsent colour to mirror the blood
     he could be macabre too

in the morning hed take the flasks to the police lead them to the ditch

he hoped once they were no longer evidence they would return them to him so he could rinse them out and use
they were handsome flasks


friends heard that and freaked
                                 he decided he wouldnt tell them the steak knives they used at dinner were once murder weapons 
               how could he not  they were superior Japanese cutlery Lotus  Damascus steel  Sapele wood handles 
it often used for guitar necks
    he wouldnt say
                        theyd be offended at a minimum        
0746,  Monday,  29  8. 22
1057,  Thursday,  1  9. 22

31.8.22


he mused You’re my lover/I’m my rival. 
                                               That came out of nowhere
Come now actually it didnt 
Mariachi gang members
                       Awright gang it did not Boy Georgehis image  prompted me to think of herDAMMIT IT  Karren Gotta work on that Shes not she  they  non-binary   Think Im sticking with Karren
                                                                                           Or they

They? he interrupted them they forgot he was in the room given over to their distraction  Culture Club lyric What are you talking aboutyou talking to yourself?

I interrupted myself I do that
                                Yes he nodded to him  They  Karren theyre outside gender binary  He she she he him her her him  Ditchin the masculine feminine forms pronouns

he shook his head like a fighter clearing his mind after taking a punch I don’t know what are you talking about?

Ohcomeon Pleading ignorance lets not be square  We offer it as a matter of respect You prefer your nickname to your given name I respect that  Its no different its the same

Makes me uncomfortablesounds hard . . 
. . Hard 
         How hard is it to say they them rather than he she 
Its their pronounced pronoun preference  Alliteration  all – littered – rations  rations liberally littered anYES ass-onance repeated vowel sounds in multiple words lets not brake consonance  repeated consonant sounds in multiple words
he smiled


You’re having too much fun . .
. . Edumacating you


So you think . I’m square?

I prefer you werent

By acceptin . .
. . Yes 
      Accept  Thas why Im labouring it  Non-binary   Non-square cat

1537,  Monday,  11  4. 22
1103,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  31  8. 22
Boy George – Culture Club  Karma Chameleon  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JmcA9LIIXWw