21.7.23


he had something in mind but My Friend by Groove Armada on the Giri/Haji original soundtrack playing behind began
he turnedup the volume 

when it finished he turned it down
his eyes refocused
naked page 
             she screamed clutched at herself trying to cover more parts than she had hands so dropping on her faceslapped her hands over her fanny secreting her bits  safe now from prying eyes

Hey I wasnt looking

I’m naked.

Ive words

Then get busy. Cover me with a garment, an array of letters, words, thoughts.

I can do tha

And try to make them make sense.
 

   everyone has the righttheyre welcome to open their mouths and make an ass out of themselves
he exercised his right liberally
                                 Mother may I

Knock yourself out. I tell people you’re your father’s son. I’m your stepmom. 
                                                                                Stepmother  May I
she said Yes
she didnt have a clue how he played the game

the paper  curious   asked how he played

Mother stood with their back to us The game commenced when all the children cried out at once MOTHER MAY I 

Now thamay sound easy but we were usually pretty drunk 

When we were able to get it out they usually took their sweet time giving us permission The anticipation was maddening However if one was a keen observer Mother had ticks tells

When they were goodanready Mother bellowed YOU MAY which was probably more polite than theyd been in their lives since childhood

The idea was to stealup on Mother

At any moment they could whirlround an doing so if Mother caught us in motion wed be sent back to Start Then turning their backround wed cry MOTHER MAY I again

The game was over when someone touched Mother

Touch is inartful

As Mother I cant begin to tell you the maulings the tits squeezed ass grabbed cocks copped she or he endured
Sometimes a freakin pile-on
A few times orgies evolved

   Orgies?

Youd be the shy one at some orgy  Donmake tha face Leonard Cohen   Youd be covereddensely head to toe clad in words 
        Nunnish 
I’m not a prude.

Please  I didnt say tha 
                         Im not knocking your modesty a matter of degrees

No. I’m not.

No 
       You dropped to the groundcovered your ass 
You surprised me.

You blush when surprised

   Maybe 
             she laughedbarked didnt cover her mouth if he had a camera he would have taken her picture and posted it in the dictionary under mirth 


So We good 
                Sufficiently clothed

Yes. Thank you.

10PM,  2sday,  18  7. 23
0926,  reggaefriday,  21  7. 23
Groove Armada  My Friend  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0LOqB69_1M 
Leonard Cohen  Last Year’s Man  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryHsUGUeMkc

20.7.23


Ever played a Frisbee

Ever played. he scratched his head behind his ear 
                                                         Queer way to say.
Recently

Played with a Frisbee, recently, yeah.

Whadid it sound like

   Sound? 
           A game of catchtossing it back and forth, what sound?

Playing it
           For the hell of it I did  I caught one just before it struck me in the ear I heard something Hearing it made me curious I set it on my turntablespun it I got zilch at 33RPMs something at 45nothing at 78 
                                                                                                 I have to admit I coudnt make it out though there was something thereblew my mind I wish I knew a sound tech thacoud manipulate the speed  Id guess hearing it theyd shit 
Guaranteed

he fixed him with his eyesknew him since they were kids he wasnt fuckin with him 
Lemme get this straight. 
                          You played a Frisbee on a turntable. 
Yah
     My old Frisbee from when we were kids I keep it a pal to Clincher  Ive had it since Illinois then Miami Montana Minnesota Cali

Im tempted to buy a new one an spin it

Are you pulling my leg? 

No 
   Gotta tellya  It reminds me of Voyager 1977  The twelveinch gold-plated copper disc that Earthling sounds an images were imprinted on

You’re messin' with . .
. . Im not  Its the coolest fuckin thing 
                                        I cant help but wonder if I got an oddball or if every one pressedcreated when we were kids had audio  WHAM-O So fuckin Fifties WHAM-O Jell-O Play-Doh Rinso YooHoo Brillo Fritos  Silicone tits
Tits? 
      Out over your skis a bit man.

No Either ya got em or ya don 
                                  Ever fondle fake tits 
No.

A friend had implants She let me feel 
                                         She slapped me because I wasnt impressed
Sorry to hear that.

Yah Ended our friendship  Tits up 
                                      Obviously was a superficial relationship  I was sorry to understand tha

1220,  2sday,  18  7. 23
1814,  Thursday,  20  7. 23


they were toasty 


Some nice shit man Thank you

Yeah, really, really, really nice. 
                                     when he got high he became moronicleaned heavily on epizeuxis palilogic repeated himself 
rather  not unlike a badly scratched record

You’re welcome guys, when I came upon it I knew I had to hook youse up, make the ride down.

Yah thanks 
            How long you been in Oakland

Oakland he liked to think of himself as a rolling stone  Lemme think . . . . been . . four four . no . five years.

It’s been that long? That’s long, man, that's a long time.

Yeah.

Happy you knocked the cobwebs out of your ass an came down

the two bayed couple of hound dogs

   Its not really funny

No?  How’s that?

Yeah yeah, how's that?

Yeah hows tha Ill knock you into next week 
                                              If not for me putting the spurs to you yawoudnt have gone up all these years

You wouldn’t have visited?

Man, things, things, I got things to do. 
                                        He’s the social one.
Im not
        I happen to believe wed like to keep a relationship If not me certainly not you clowns 

Not me no.
             You think though, you’re the thinker. 
No no no . .
. . Yah no no Nanette 
                        You guys realise since high school graduation we you two particularly are absorbers.

I know I don’t know what you mean.

Yeah. Absorbers. Absorb.  What are we absorbing?

Like sponges Time 
                     Have you realised how long its been since we graduated high school

I graduated college.

Me too.

I didnt 
       You guys avoided Nam  Im pulling on our common string  High school

Alright. But that doesn’t explain absorbers.

He’s right. 
He interrupted

He’s right, you did interrupt him . .
. . Anya aint doin a shabby job of it either

Oh.

   Now 
          Realising how many years youve been out of school  I sure fuckin hope ya havent taken them for granted  It occurred to me Class of ’23  they might suckup time too Then looking back   Where did it go

Where   
         Tha casually we can say fortyfifty years ago    Ive a lot of people who didnt make fifty 


Jesus man. You’re a bummer.

   Nah Im professing mindfulness
                                       Life can leave you in the dust ifya take Times headfake Watch its bellybutton
 
1230,  2sday,  18  7. 23
1235,  Thursday,  20  7. 23


her voice sounded like a rasp dragged over a metal pipeKahrist 
                                                                         My my my my my to himself 
if she was a he he would have laid into him

Though comon To be fair it seems a play for attention 
Yah chaffed him 
                 Then go elsewhere an seek it please 
he disliked it when it seemed it Jeez three its in five wordstha irritated him she irritated him  it seemed it might be one of those of days threatening to go off the rails

En garde he said in a comic heavy French accent seeking relief
 

he turned his head to look at them

they looked uncomfortable  bemusedconfused

En garde  

Yah Whastha 

A warning 
            On guard
still bewildered   

Used in swordplay Signifies to the principals to prepare to fight
                                                                      Assume the position

Aah Why didntya just say assume the position
it was definitely sliding towards being one of those days 
                                                              Yagonnabe a fussbutt too
their laugh sounded like a bark 
                                  A fussbut . .
. . Yah Exactly exactly like her 
                                 Pull the stick out of your ass
She wasnt tha bad
When someone inserts themselves into a situationwas none of her business  Anthen if she meant it why didnt she whispering

It was in the library

I was at the front desk she wandered up saw her coming on a beeline 
                                                                           Shaddup woudya  Please
You didnt say
No I didnt 
           If I had . .
. . She triggered you . .
. . Rude has tha effect on me

Didnt think you were thinskinned
Careful 
         Yare gettin on my nerves

   Touchy

Thaswha happens when rude appears I have little patience on occasion 
                                                                              This being one 
Deepseated

Yah

From where 

Growingup Sufferin tha onerous a child ought to be seen not heard onerous respect your elders Its a twoway street 
Havin to explain likely you were latelater to the game

Late to roost
he only recently discovered that was their Mariachi nomenclature  Roost A little demeaning   A perch

Obviously 



Whatever happened to whispering in the library? 


When Im seeking a solution to benefit others . .
. . An yourself

   Yes Benefit me not wasting my time As I was saying When Im seeking to help otherspossibly her anwhen we began our conversation she was nowhere to be seen 
                                                        She walked into the situation Chipped in two cents
Shaddup

Damnright 


leaving the library up a couple of blocks crossing the street with the lightthe pedestrian light a driver making a right kept creepingup on him in an electric vehicle  he caught it out of his periphery slowing he looked through the windshield emphatically they gestured with their hand Move it move it along would you sneering 
                                                                                          no sooner than the vehicle could clear him it accelerated at his heels the driver had to miss the ROAR of the engine  they passed like a silent fart

across the street on the corner he waited for another pedestrian light to cross traffic  

cars made lefts in front of him on an arrow

yellowlight

the pixelated Walker appeared
                                as he watched for it it continuously occurred to him tha had the Powers Tha Be been sharper they would have reached out to might have only had to paid Crumbs to Robert Crumb the artist to use his Keep On Truckin’ caricature the BIG STRIDIN SOLE singlefootedly creating more pedestrians SAVING THE PLANET  he thought Crumb would have been cool his Keep On Truckin’ coast to coast

as he was nearly across the streetcrossing the righthand turn laneeyes right he watched some clown drive up over the curbtwo tires on the sidewalk two on the street to get around the car ahead of it just behind where the righthand turn lane began

Kahrist        

could help himself the car dropped off the curb into the lane he pirouettedround to walk backwards to witness the calamity he saw coming that Yahoo missed
                                              the car gas engine sped to the light only to have to stop as a large group of teenagers who had congregatedwaited on the light were now strungloosely across the street
it braked  its red taillights ferociously glaring 

he could make out the drivers annoyancethe twitching irritation  hand gesturing 

the car they wentround on the curb passed them
                                                    several cars that had been behind them passed

it certainly made it worth his while to walk backwards up the street

Feel better

   Yaknow Thank you for asking
                                     My irritationby that single action has almost been effaced All I need now is to find a penny on the ground to set me free

Just a penny

Just a penny

1245,  2sday,  18  7. 23
1030,  Thursday,  20  7. 23

19.7.23


above the bed he hung a yellowed sketch his mother made of him when he was a boy

she drew a man a strange man whose eyes were turned aside in the way a big cats eyes would look as it crouched above its kill a handsome man in whose face lurked a melancholy silence a silence tempered with humour and intelligence which shone in the strong angle of his jaw robust furrows around his mouth

he didnt recognise himself

his mother told him that when he became a man he would see that she was right 


looking at it reminded him of how vulnerable he felt as she sketched him and overwhelmed him imagining that this likeness had appeared to her twenty years earlier

the paper she sketched him on came from a large bound album she recorded family recipes in she wrote in Polish and her personality was apparent in her lines and letters the sensitive drawings that crowded its margins 
                                                                                                            she penciled and colouredin flowers exotic and fantastic birds animals strange fruit dramatic eyes disembodied hands mouths poised naked body parts that seemed alive onto themselves

he loved her drawings recognised themwho they were but the words she wrote made him uneasy they were as queer as those in her Latin Bible that lay on her nightstand
neither the Bible or album made any sense
                                              yet every evening she sat in her rocking chair deliberately paging through themreading them under her breath  made strange sounds mysterious sounds incantations and when she stopped and laid them on the side table her cheeks were flush  her countenance peaceful 


he was horrified when she abruptly tore a page from the album and asked him to sit so she could sketch him 
he almost ran               

she asked again 
                  Please.  it seemed to mean a great deal to her

they were alone

he sat on the porcelain drainboard beside the kitchen sink

the windows above it were open  he could smell the hot metal of the screensthe beginnings of rust on the breath of the wind that came up he smelled warm apples pears the turnedearth in the garden mulched with leaves grass cuttings

the late afternoon sun washed across his back

he forgot his fear


his mother sat across the kitchen table from him and crushed her first attempts into tight little balls 
                                                                                                         absently strewed them across the table

then finally pleased with what was revealing itself she drew easily and talked to him

he didnt remember what she talked about

he didnt listenhe was caughtup in a thing that seemed to pierce him body and soul a pride arousing himswelling in him it sucking his Adamsapple deep into his throat 
                                                 she was capturing on paper from an album she reveredthat she spent so much time with  committing the delicacies of her life 


when she finished the sky and the kitchen were darkening

she told him to hop down from the sink look at the sketch

she turned it around slipped it to his side of the table then leaned back in her chair exhausted

gingerly he picked it updidnt want to appear too anxious

after looking for a moment he said Mother It doesnt look like me

with effort she lifted herself from the chair and came around behind him

crossing her arms over his she hugged himkissed the top of his head I can see you very plainly, Joe.

resting her cheek on his head she began to weep 
she stroked his arms
                       This is yours. I drew it for you. pausing she composed herself May I hold it for you?
she pressed her lips to his hair smelling him as she did the first time just after he was born she whispered  You can have it when I no longer need it.
14 February 1990
1146,  day-between-2-Ts,  19  7. 23
Doris Day  Que Sera, Sera.  (Whatever Will Be, Will Be)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSKf4bpXthY


they had sex on a blanket under a yellow sun 
often 
        the browned grass beneath them moaned

Sex? We make love. 
                       she wanted to be taken in love 

if thaswha she wanted he was fine
though he did not tell her he loved her 
he refused to be dishonest 
evenif it cost 
                tha she wouldnt have him

to her love was more alluring than pleasure

Comon Kate  For real 
                        she was a pleasure to bring to orgasm  he hadnt met another woman who writhed like her
so frantic so lost
she almost made him cry when she came 
it was like losing his virginity again                                   

   she made him wish wish  wish 
                                      he hadnt taken hers
he wished he was youngerwished they had meshed as womanchild manchild

Kate I woud have loved if we took each other virginity fumbled it innocently 
                                                                                 he solemnly did
she giggled
             You’re silly. 
she turned him onto his back legswidedrawn she mounted him  touchedbunchedclutched her breasts thumbed rolled her nipples and sighing she touched herself put her fingers in his mouth 
he arched to meet her thrusts
 
                                                that age mattered melted

February 1990
1023,  day-between-2-Ts,  19  7. 23
The Dramatics  Get Up and Get Down  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZfMpbcI1NQ
Big Mama Thornton  Hound Dog  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pam1eUkWfFM

Michael Kiwanuda  Rule the World  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mPPy1yEduCM\

 
    I might say 
                 I was frightened by those dreams

but more accurately

 I was concerned 
                  concerned   because they were only dreams
 

daydreams came with choice excuses that I was not responsible or accountable for

so I adopted the attitude to simply enjoy dreams 
I hadnt met anyone imprisoned for them                                             
                                              or had I 


CG Jung 
          In dreams we put on the likeness of that more universal, truer, more eternal man who dwells in the darkness of primordial light . . .

February 1990
0952,  day-between-2-Ts,  19  7. 23
Michael Kiwanuka  Love and Hate  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMZ4QL0orw0

18.7.23


they laughedtoo hard made themselves delirious 
                                                    broke a deep kisspanting for breath
she nuzzled his necknibbled his earlobe softly
                                                gigglingsoftly whispered Talk dirty to me.
he teasedtweaked her nipple

Awbaby. she grasped him
Awwfaa 
            Endo plasmic wreckedtickled ulum 
Membrane  receptor

Buttermilk warm cells cellmembranes inside  out   Nucleolus 
                                                                  tweaked her other nipple tad harder 
Oooh. through clenched teeth

Nucleus mew kisses DnahAided dribbles oozes  on my thigh
Mitochondria pants 
                      Lovingly cunningly conning you out of your panties   Im hard

My turn. she groanedpinched the head of his cock 
Whaaa 
           laughing cummenced again

0741,  2sday, 18  7. 23
1510, 2sday
Oumou Sangare  Bena Bena (Us by Us)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4cNjK9WF2M


Monkey jug it rolls off the tongue 
                                       Try it
Really? A bit too early in the morning, don’t you think babe?
                                                                 Where did it come from?

I was reading notes I made in ‘90 last night from a book on surrealism Africans arrived in South Carolina 1858 off the slaver Wanderer

And it appearedyou recalled it . first thing this morning.

It did The people used wood ash sand cinder to create a distinct a rare alkaline glaze Applied to kaolin clay its color ranges from tan to olive to deep dark brown  Appears they made the jugs to look like themselves 
                                                                                                       May have humoured whitey  thinking their slaves children imbeciles 
Fascinatinghuh

It is . . although it doesn’t take much to fascinate you.

Present company excluded you fascinate me endlessly

Oh brother . . you really want me to say it.

Yes  Please

   The things I do to please you . .
. . Endlessly
                 Endlessly

   Monkey jug.
                      Everything you hoped?

Was it good for you too

she laughedtossed her headdidnt cover her mouthsported her awesome dimples

The slaves used them in the field as water jugs They were called monkey jug a slang for thirst  That according to the Oxford English Dictionary cited in 1834  To suck the monkey meant to drink straight from the bottle

Right up your alley.

Yah Hence why it probably hunground waitin on my forty winks waitin for me to wake

she shook her head the way a wind movesblows tree boughes and its happyleaves
                                                                                        Babe, the way your mind works.

Be grateful I spared you You know what they say in Japan

In Japan? We’re in Japan now?

Hard to hit a moving target

You’re that.


No. What do they say in Japan.

If you don sleep someone else will get all your dreams 
                                                          An Im a stingy motherfucker
laughing gaily again
                      I’m okay you keep yours, keep them to yourself until I wake. Then, cup of coffee in hand, I’m happy to hear.

0655,  2sday,  18  7. 23
1141,  2sday
Olafur Arnalds/Alice Sara Ott  Verses  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nKfb71M-WwQ