it was not in his vocabulary
because he wasnt a religious man
it needed evil
it needed a devil
to a T described
the former president
it was not in his vocabulary
because he wasnt a religious man
it needed evil
it needed a devil
to a T described
the former president
I didnt create it Is wha it is
figuring it had been apprised he didnt approach the Courtesy
Desk
the bathrooms let out onto the
fresh vegetable section Organics
were closest HMM
Yeah.
Well you can imagine how grateful I am my grope is
familiar
The partition was torn down off the
wall
Hmm.
I know wha have surmised wha happened
Yes. Happened.
Yeah plenty big. Aw . you mind? he reached for the clipboard
he nodded Please Donwanna assume prefer no miscommunication
It was the time and . . . grinning like a Cheshire Cat
Ah but its your
imagination working so you
have the floor
I know you know.
Tell me wha I know.
I follow
Aren’t you happy I was paying
attention to my phone?
Seems whenever Im stoned it comes
to me
You study it?
Two years junior highbut I don think this is tha
Yeah.
You recall
Christ, don’t make me thinkI don’t
wanna think.No.
A girl friend?
Yes
Not girlfriend.
Girl friend yare learnin
I can’t say I had one of those.
Thas unfortunate Might say something about ya
Seemsbeside the obvious shes got a lot on the ball an I woudnt want to
interrupt her
Natural?
Yah Take my word for it
Hierarchy
Could you be more specific?
Yah
What do you mean my hierarchy?
Thas not a question for me thas up to you
I don’t know what you’re talking
abouthow do you mean?
Id have to give tha some
thought Was shooting from the hipsounded
intriguing
Write? I can’t
write.
I expect postcards Youll be swinging through the Pacific
Northwest have to write
Write a paper?
I am Im up
No. Your eyes are closed you’re
not.
Yacoud imagining her leaning across him he
twitched but if I were you I woudnt
Then get me one.
What are you talking about?are
you going to open your eyes?
Im fine as I am thank you
I can get it. her breath tickled his face she
smelled like warm fresh buttered bread dusted with cinnamon and sugar he felt the weight of her breasts wedging his arm
Yacoud get it though thamight not be wise whawoud your mother think she
leaned heavierhe grew harder
gigglingshe leaned over him anlike
a native brown trout he rose to her bait
AM, Twosday – D-Day, 6 6.
23
yesterday:
In 1944, the second line of Paul Verlaine’s 1866 poem Chanson d’automne –
Autumn Song – (Blessent mon Coeur d’une languer monotone – Hurt my heart with a
monotonous tongue) is broadcast by the Allies over BBC Londres as a coded
message to the French Resistance to prepare for the D-Day landings.
I will not forget
1031, Monday, 5 6.
23
an his dreaming was off the rails
it just occurred to him
I’m not.
Aint some fuckin badge of honour
Nothing is absolute.
Absolute zero On the Kelvin scale equivalent to minus 273.15degrees Celsius or
minus 459.67 Fahrenheit Youll
love this Formulaic In parenthesis degrees Celsius multiplied by
ninefifths then add thirtytwo to acquire
Fahrenheit temperature
It’s my program.
I like better stick to the pogrom
That’s murder.
Or expelling
The same thing.
They are not
Are you going to deny that if a
particular ethnic group is massacred, it is not expelled?