28.7.23

a woman came


a woman came off the bus 

all boots and thighs

ass and breasts and

sighed.


she shook her mane

reminiscent of coils of

cooling lava flows or

jet asphalt

hastily roped in a street gutter.


her heels chipped concrete

as she walked away

lighting an unfiltered cigarette.


the silenced wood match bounced

in her wake of arrested eyes and 

churning thoughts breaths held.


she was as direct

as an unmanned locomotive

shattering whatever might get in her way.


and tempting one

not to move 

off the track.

1835,  day-between-2-Ts,  1  12. 10
1549,  Reggaefriday,  28  7. 23


sentience sensibilities sensesenable sensesable   sanity 
                                                           Petrarch pronounced it sehnsucht
the longing yearning craving desire for the restoration of lost qualities of mind
a return to ancient virtue
hed say truth
               unfortunately given Americas current First World plight its festering ignorancethe herds choice of that ignorance 
          hed be a fool to assume many knew Petrarch anglicised made English from Petrarca he was one of the earliest humanists they could look it up a Fourteenth Century Italian Renaissance scholar poet
fastforward 600 years 
                        he can smell taste the same yearning for lost qualities for common sense for the ability to think for ones self  a freethinker   a freetinker
                                            yet so many adults play a childrens game Follow the Leader  plebeians commoners coarse  lacking discernment

but he wasnt one to cower to authority play by arbitrary rules that he hadnt a hand in
making
         rules  not laws
2 species 
he was sickantired of rules standing in the way of progress 
                                                               Whell shucks, that’s the rule . .
. . An who made it up

   I don’t know, but that’s the rule.

Its unfortunate

But that’s the rule.

Lets amend it

It’s the rule. taunting him asif speaking to an idiot

Excise it

It’s the rule. slippery slope  now asif talking to moron

whenever he heard rule rules he thought hed puke
                                                      understood they were maintained by those who benefited
fell under the category that Frederick Douglass remarked Power concedes nothing without demand

at anyanevery opportunity he demanded
                                            and crossed his fingers that violence wouldnt have to employed
that reason could prevail
although 
          he wasnt opposed to violence
his old man told him at some point it was inevitable
                                                       anif inevitable strike first
Boy, many first punch knockouts have stopped what otherwise may have become ugly, bloody fights.

   speaking from his experience the old man was righthe wasnt right about a lot  but he was right about that 


Let reason sehnsucht prevail

1018,  2sday,  25  7. 23
1507,  Reggaefriday,  28  7. 23

 
   he heard her called Della Rose nicknamed her Lazarus she was no Tom 
                                                                            a little girl in a buggy he walked after who had kicked off her shoes onto the sidewalk  a fact unknown to her oblivious cellphonechattering woman propulsion unit
he had no idea their relationship
or cared
though
        Babys gonna need new shoes
if she hasnt any when the ride terminates 


Della Rose was a kind of a space oddity
                                            a being pushed forward into the worlds face eyes not three feet off the ground off the sidewalk looking at wheelwells spinning tires sidepanels of trucks and cars that passed on the street pushed forward in a spaceship an astronaut girl riding at the head in a probing nose cone 
he took offence
                when his girls were her age they rode on his shoulders he held onto them by their legsshins and talked with them as he walked theirs eyes were better than seven feet off the ground lookingout lookingdown on passing people passing vehicles high above biological and manufactured internal combustion exhaust

hed seen the little girl and woman as he crossed between traffic the wide streetparking on either side two lanes in each direction turning lane at the center  

turning up it to walkread glancing forward he saw a childs shoepink shoe a little girls lying in the middle of the sidewalk Elementary, my dear Watson. which Holmes never did said turninround looking back down the street he wondered ifwas damn sure it was belonged to the little girl pushed in the buggy by the short stout woman

he whistledLOUD after them  yelled HEY LADY 
                                                   she was on the phone she wouldnt hear him
quickstepping it 
                 there was a bus stop just ahead of the two  a bus was approaching
he came upon a matching shoe on the sidewalk HE WAS GOING TO LOSE HIS MIND
finally
LADY 
     she startedacted like he slapped her on the rumpshe turned
I believe youll need these

Oh, oh my, thank you. Della Rose. You kicked off your shoes. Why would you do that?
Because you’re ignoring me. which Della Rose didnt say

Yare welcome Figured eventually shed need her shoes

0900,  Thursday,  27  7. 23
0912,  Reggaefriday,  28  7. 23

27.7.23


he finally made it across the parking lot to the market the wholewhile reminding himself of being a kid 
                                                                                                            How ridiculous
he knewsaw earlier it was parceledcould smell the lot had been anwas being blacktopped

he thought he provided his approach a wide berth 
                                                       just not wide enough 
he got stuck crossing a portion prepped before he arrived
but doable
            an he didnt want to backtrack to the main street

the prep if he had to guess hed call a crack filler 
                                                     sounded as crass as blacktop wasWHAT  No feathers 
hed look it up when he got home

crossing the lot he had to avoid the sticky hot crack filler it wasnt like if he stepped in it he could scrap it off his sole or dig it out wedged at his heel with a stick like dogshit
OhNo oh no nono
                   Step on a crack, break your momma’s back. 

he excelled at the game as a youngster
was a proficient Jack Be Nimble Jack Be Quick  

   then at homeclean an white as driven snow he found that the product was called  Rubberised Asphalt Crack Filler
Duhhuh
         Keep it simple fool

0920,  Thursday,  27  7. 23
1557,  Thursday


there was a productmarl in the brown grass beside the sidewalk 
                                                                     notoriously homeless productmarl 
characteristically stereotypically 
                                  they tended to be slobs happy to let others cleanup after them happy to let others hose off looseshits they left on sidewalks stairs steps 
                                                  or maybe they were comedians performance artists  hoboes no more 

the thatch of crap jumbled together caught his eye despite reading Juneteenth as he walked

it was congealed by something he couldnt see 

what he couldnt see he didnt touch

there were two large Jack-in-the-Box cold drink cups could drown a baby in one shredded translucent plastic lids cigarette butts ash four lottery tickets tornup 
                                                Hey, brother, can you spare a dime (for a bite to eat a cup of coffee)?
has degenerated Hey, man, spare a buck (for a pack of cigarettes lottery tickets or Ill find out where you live and shit on your Welcome mat)?

0915,  Thursday,  27  7. 23
1517,  Thursday

Contortionist


I balled a contortionist in the Yukon 

I can still taste her potted plants whenever I smell warm terra cotta broken glass beet greens

WHAT the fuck she was doing in the Yukon or what the fuck she was DOING in the Yukon is beyond me 
                                                                                                              I didnt ask
She may have been there like me some thing of a desperate history  a beginning
                                                                                      a tamed wild thing   at heart wild hanging by a bent hempthread wild

Her name was Jane a plain Jane so simple  then some thing realised then radically unsimple 
                                                                                                    Jane named asif it sought to hide that some thing

Since I have paid keen attention to simple 


I was astonished how her backbone worked

I wished mine worked like hers

 

She was a grocery cashierher math as fast as the gawddamned machine except for calculating taxes 
                                                                                                           Quick brown eyes a fast pleasant smile her teethyes ofcourse  uneven 



At the bar I didnt ask what she did she said I didnt ask
                                                           But for Christssake turned out this plain Jane working a cashiers line was fuckin priceless
She asked what I did

   I said I think I think shit youd think was hard to think up But not for me 
                                                                                 Thinkin wanders in like a hungry vagrant a nose full of smell finds free chowlines for soup and sandwich an doesnt say Grace leaves before Church words begin to rattle addle and isnt concerned about the watchful eyes that believe it owes them to hear what they have to say because of the charity they afforded it  The soup   The cheese sandwich 
                                                                              That isnt charity Expecting something in return for something willingly offered  Dont give if you want something back 


So. You’re witty?

I aint witless

Ah.

I smiled   fast became an eyes sprung wideopen witness

I ordered another round of drinks

And another

And another

For a skinny girl she could hold her liquor 
                                             But in the end I was bigger than she was

Later that night she slept like a baby

It was pleasant to lie beside her watch her purse her lips watch her eyes move behind her eyelids wonder what she saw  It was pleasant her occasional snortsher mumble of disconnected words like answers to a crossword puzzle in her roulette mind  

When she woke in the morning roused by the smell of coffee brewing she stretched a stretch Id never seen or imagined could be stretched

Her eyes fluttered

She looked at me

She mewed good morning

I stroked her headher sleepy head I stroked her wildpressed hair groaned good morning

Hmmmm. 
           she smiled closed her eyes again

I kissed her on the forehead  Youre still drunk  

She touched the tip of her nose with her tongue I’m still drunk.

Coffee
Tea or me.  she didnt open her eyes 
                                       You’re witty, you’re supposed to say coffee, tea or me. she stretched her stretch again opened her eyes looked into mine

   You

Me?  Tarzan.  Her body sifted towards me

Look whos witty  Yes you Jane

I like the way you think.

 

The coffee burned

8ishness,  4th of July, 2007
1410,  Thursday,  27  7. 23

26.7.23

hysterical -- another indictment coming tomorrow


Hmmm  formers hysterical

918AM on Truth Social @ realDonaldTrump 
                                             We’ll (who?) have fun on the stand with all these people (who?) that say the Presidential Election wasn’t rigged and stollen (one l). THE TRIAL OF THE CENTURY!!!
                                                                                           followed in a heartbeat at 920
PROSECUTORIAL (mighty big word for such a small mind) MISCONDUCT!!!

hysterical 
           he looked it up 

hyster-  the uterus  or before a vowel hyster-  combining form  indicating uterus

thereby cinches tight any argument adverse to stop him from calling the former a cunt

   hes a CUNT

1810,  day-between2-Ts,  26  7. 23
2055,  day-between-2-Ts
Murder by Death  Boy Decide  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eH0yngC7xnA 


crept up on him last night as he was watched politickles on-line 
                                                                   several times he was distractedbadgered by side-bars that promisedadvertised series as bingeworthy – to be devoured all at once

Hmmmnot his cup of tea
                          he grewup under a weekly regimentweekly programmed television series  Stay Tuned Next Week  Same Bat-Time Same Bat-ChannelOR  perhaps it was a matter of being a product of cliffhangers bred by an pair of authentic cliffhangers who weekly attended the Bijou Rialto Orpheum Gem  also absorbed weekly radio programmes
              not fodder of latter generations vehemently demanding I WANT IT NOW    

Patience motherfuckers patienceWOW
pausing a moment 
                   either his brain interrupting or a sect wellknown to him of Mariachi who assigned themselves the responsibilitynecessity of immediately responding to his outloud assault Motherfucker Motherfuckers  ears prickingup asif struck by lightning

bingeworthy
bulimia
          Hey man howbout nervosa bulimia nervosa sounds sexy
NO
   Opens the door for anorexia not in kind not sexy 
Well stick with bingeworthy bulimia 
                                     Its not good for ones health to lack self discipline will power discretion stoicism or howbout good olfashion moderation 
Everything in moderation including moderation 
                                                  Ohshit he slipped Oscar Wilde in on us again
O MY goofy Mariachi

2114,  2sday,  25  7. 23
1103,  day-between-2-Ts,  26  7. 23

25.7.23


Man, it’s been forever. How long you gonna drag your feet?

   Im sorry  Regarding

Please. Nuanced absolute.

Yare funny jump in you havent said

I wasn’t asked.

Not thathas stopped you before 
                                   Ive got other things on my mind
What?

Well I learned today isnt ordinary

It’s Frida . .
. . And

Reggae Frida . .
. . And 


Lookin a tad flummoxed  Irate man

And ain’t saying much.

And aint saying nothing
                          Its a question  Whaelse is today

   I don’t know. 

Hint

Sure, what the hell, I’ll play.

I thought they were Hallmark creations to move product I was wrong   Theyre legit


Gotya by the short hairs

Yado.

My daughter informed me
                           Today is also National Barber Mental Health Awareness Day National Man Ray Day
National Pizza Party Day National Endangered Species Day to my mind oughta be a standalone  National Bike to Work Day National Defense Transportation Day Each was submitted by a legislator an passing Congress went to the Presidents desk where he proclaims it is a National Day in writing Those I mentioned blow my mind  Woud think they have better things to do I didnt know when we elect people to Washington they can submit national days 
Thas something else

   Maybe  thas nuanced absolute 

Id be absolutely hardpressed to create a perpetual national day   Mebbe  National He Doesnt Satisfy Her Buy Her a Vibrator Day 
              Nuanced absolutely same thing as nuanced absolute
   
Reggaefriday afternoon,  19  5. 23
1535,  2sday,  25  7. 23


Peter Navarro is a kook 
                         Kookie, Kookie (Lend Me Your Comb)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiYj9Ods4OQ
hes whined 
             his September Fifth cant come soon enough

he touted what Republicans called the Green Bay sweep 
                                                            “We spent a lot of time lining up over 100 congressmen, including some senators. It started out perfectly. At 1 p.m. Gosar and Cruz did exactly what was expected of them. It was a perfect plan. And it all predicated on peace and calm on Capitol Hill. We didn’t even need any protestors, because we had over 100 congressmen committed to it.

Lets charge the over 100

1733,  2sday,  25  7. 23

https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2023/7/25/2183282/-Trump-ally-warns-of-second-Civil-War-if-they-can-t-get-away-with-coup-attempt

https://www.thedailybeast.com/trump-advisor-peter-navarro-lays-out-how-he-and-steve-bannon-planned-to-overturn-bidens-electoral-win

"Because."


everyone has a story to tell

some have more


he told stories all his life

told stories to answer things for himself 
                                          things that for one reason or another when he asked were either not worth the time to explain to him or there wasnt enough – never enough time – to explain


so  stymied
             remembering all the times the answer of convenience was or efficiency was  “Because.” he refused to ever answer a question with “Because.”

if he didnt know he was determined theyd discover it together

if he knew he explained himself exhaustively or until they tired of learning    

because “Because.” is not an answer

2sday,  27  11. 01
1455,  2sday,  25  7. 23

24.7.23

. . . swallowtail . . .
Huh
     Whadyasay

Swallowtail. A swallowtail butterfly . . over there . in the flower bed.
Oh 
    Saw it  Thought you said Quetzalcoatl which I cant begin to tell you wha it triggeredyes I can got me lookinround for his sidekick  Xototl  the dogheaded god the pair heading down to Mictlan thas hell underground to gather bones anoint em with Quizs blood give birth to men who presently inhabit the earth Me   I doubt you 
                                                                                               Was a silly syllable longer
Though tha worked for Chesterfield 

   What the hell you talking about?

Stopyou were alive though apparently unswabbed by Quetzalcoatl the swallowtail  One  silly  millimeter   longer 

Millimeter. How’d that enter this conversation about a butter . .
. . Free association
                     Yaoughta try it Mikey  Youll like it

Mikey?

Associate man 
                Or are ya braindead  ya make me wonder sometimes snapped his fingers three times Gotta be quick in these parts stranger

he watched his mouth struggle with something 
                                                  Spit it out
   Enlighten me.

I cant tell how desperate reading is to impart knowledge or play with facts not playloose with them I alone can fix it he shoudve been fixedpithed longtime ago coud have sat drooling beside Rosemary Joe was a piece of shit twentytwo years old  spent sixtyfour years institutionalised a botched lobotomy asif thas a legit procedure lost her ability to walk an talk My  thas a fine kettle of fish Oliver woud say to Stan Laurel not shabby  passed away in Santa Monica a better place to be alive than dead I must say  Ed Grimley Martin Short whos awfully short but taller than your memory your zipability to recall  seemingly   anything 
                                   Seewha a Quetzalcoatl in a flower pot gets ya  derision  indignation  I Got to Be Me
Sing it Sammy

afternoon reggaefriday,  19  5. 23
1201,  Monday,  24  7. 23
Sammy Davis, Jr.  I Got to Be Me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oaalq3RYAyw


Trumpvirus still a killer
                          unfortunately the average number today is worse than the last time he looked thirteen days ago

as of 24July  1,169,352 Americans have died
as of 11July  1,168,533 had died

   the difference  819 
                         an average of 63 deaths a day 
may not want to know it 
                            too damn bad
he didnt peddle Ignorance

1536,  Monday,  24  7. 23


he mumbled to himself 
she was familiar
                    hed mumble a bit longer then say something usually odd  made it worthwhile sticking around

she didnt ask What? 
                       eventually hed disgorge  blow soon enough

Yes Thas it isnt it

What’s that?

Im not going to beno one should  Im not going to be who Im not

she dug it when he resorted to double negatives 
                                                   meant he thought hard before saying

No. she agreed Everyone should be who they are.

Anyet
        Why are so many not It seems a struggle  a struggle to be who they are not

   What prompted this?

Thinkin  Beinme beinmindful  thoughtfulHA beinfull of shit 
                                                                  Takem to task ya wont convince em    
Still waters run deep?

Wasnt I mumbling

You were.

Then evidently not deep enough

Can I take a swing?

he admired her  wished he possessed a scintilla a sliver of her keen perceptionability to intuit 
                                                                                                    Please
Knock it out of the park

Florida.
          The benefits of a slave.

11PM,  Sunday,  23  7. 23
1015,  Monday,  24  7. 23
personal benefits of slavery  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BqGKF1RV7E


Seven O five mourn a fly 
                                            who mourns a fly 
he did   briefly
hed seen it last night on the floor in the corner by the cupboard where he kept Pyrex and CorningWare casseroles
a black spot

walking over to it october and shy hot on his heels it shivered  he thought it a spiderhe was allabout spiders
not wanting the cats to eat it he reversed fieldbacked away they stepped with him turned around at the lightswitch flipped it Off and exited the kitchen


this morning he was surprised to see the spot on the floor

he walkedup on it stooped realised it was a fly 

picking it up he placed it in his palm and took it outside  
                                                           it wasnt a house fly 
he set it down in the sun in the flower bed

returned it to nature to where it was conceived

not a praying man he simply said over its tiny body 
                                                       Fare thee well
  
Monday,  24  7. 23 
Murder by Death  Pillars of Salt  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7z-ZIoIwx4