17.5.24

No its not Sorry judge got your head up your ass
                                                     noisily he turned the page of the newspaper
his wife asked Are you going to say?

he halved the paper forward so he could see her over it
                                                            Im sorry excuse me I didnt hear you whadid you say

I asked if you were going to say why the judge has his head up his ass.

not their usual breakfast table conversation they finished eating did the dishes were sipping coffee reading the morning papers

Hes an asshole

The judge?

Yah
     An Indiana judge ruled tha tacos an burritos are sandwiches    Theyre not

I could see where they migh . .
. . NO
       I apologise baby   No

Why so vehement?

exasperated Puhlease
                       Wanna search your memorybanks
For what?

Don get curt with me

You’re sounding a little peeved yoursel . .
. . Because the judge is an asshol . .
. . Why? Just tell me spit it out you drive me nuts sometimes.

Youve always come back for more

Don’t flatter yoursel . .
. . OH  Im flattering myself
                             When I explain youll be eatin crow me something else
Got your ears

miffed  I’m listening.

Got your attention

Pressin’ your lucky buddy.

Good
      Got ya warmed up heated up
Anthen some.

Steamin

   Would you just say?

Oh Definitely steaming   Suhweet
Burritos

Definitely not tacos

Arent sandwiches

   I told you years ago we were courtin . .
. . You were.
We wereIF
             IF God didnt mean pussy to be eaten
Oh God.

   He woudnt have made em to look like tacos
Youve never complained

   No.

So put your coffee down lets more this show into the bedroom or have it right here on the kitchen table
No. We eat off it. 
Yah we do lose the panties

0906,  Reggaefriday,  17  5. 24
1541,  Reggaefriday

didnt listen to himself
                         Trouble with a capital T whenever he defied himself

   Whawere you thinkin
Back off
         If I needya Ill let ya know  sighed   Happened a long time ago



   he told his daughter he lived vicariously through her
                                                           Your life your travels diving your time at sea it dwarfing mine  I love tha about you   Im envious  Congratulations
                                                         I know its not been easy
Really Papa?

Comon
         Don gimme an incredulous puss   Im tellinya

I’m confused.
                  What . . . . what went wrong?

he smiled Your mother
                          I mean it in the best possible light I didnt see her coming
Didnt imagine a woman of her caliber woud be attracted to me
                                                                   Thought I always had tha going for me

How could she not?
                      Your bright, handsome . . .
he interrupted her vigorously duground in his pockets with both hands

she chuckled
                  Whatever are you doing?

he smiled
              Thought I had some loose change folded paper money chumpchange  Left it in the car
For what?

To tip you

Jesus Papa, are you ever serious?

   Eventually  After the humour passes   Its my default
                                                             Ive suffered too many reversalslosses to take myself seriously
Then like right now  Im forced
Case in point

Case being?

Keep moving One foot ahead of the other
                                                Forward Don look back

That’s how you live your lif . .
. . Now
           Too late

How?  Can you explain?

Yah
      If you stay in one place long enough you create   space spaces   that trigger memories   Then when you pass theminhabit them  the space is enveloped in memory Captive   Imprisone . .
. . Prisoner?

   Yes  Precisely
                     When you keep moving ya limit things  triggers
Memories ought to happen on their own accord  Not enshrined by physical locations

Longer you spend anywhere . .
. . Isn’t there comfort in that?

Isnt there discomfort


Yes.

Yah
      Id say what triggers you when you return home  is home  Lived here eighteen years before you went off to school

Home  Here
               Does not provide you good memories  does it

   No.

Keep moving

1233,  Thursday,  16  5. 24
1449,  Reggaefriday,  17  5. 24

16.5.24


. . . head

Why think tha

Fish head

Ortha

   Im thinkin is all

Is all

Was prompted

   By

You know

I do


   Yah  But you rather I saidhear me say it

Know me to a T
Know you all
                Never surprised when you present
Not after all these years
No
     Consorts too long

Correct
            It was the dream

The dream   Yah
                     Was explicit

Wonderfully explicit

Rare tripleX rates wonderfully

But it was

Likeminded

Mirrorminded

Thas mine

Thas ours



     the rope that nearly strangled the boy  Eggy in a Basket


went to sea

caught sufficient fish
                       had learned not to be greedylearned to tack hours to sour those who followed who wanted to discover his reefs

fishing is patience is knowledge was his fathers gift a cherished gift when his father didnt return


coming home through town packing a weighty canvas of gutted fish he didnt feel the rope come untethereddrag at length behind him

the bars closed

the strippers letting out
                         some evidently too exhausted to dress   an unexpected treat

one slippedin behind him wearing only a thong and flats her skin stillshimmering from makeup she applied for her performance  humourously she scooped up the ropelooped it round her neck like a collar her wrists like cuffs the rope a leash  resplendent bondage  his slave   only when she could no longer stifle her laughterbawled that he stoppedturned  realised   he was a butt of a joke
                                             My    She  Was  Young  And  Beautiful
And Fresh
            she hustleup to him wrapped him with the rope asif he were her slave and led him up the cobblestone street tugging at the rope asif he were being belligerent  he was dawdling
                                                                       Keep up or I’ll use this rope on your arse when we get home.

maybe she didnt know how wonderful her ass wasKeepup bullshite

maintaining the spectacle had someone been awake to see  over her shoulder she laughedasked  Where are we going?

At the intersection go left a block then another left up to the top of the hill . .
. . Overlooks the sea?

Yah

I love the sea. I’m a mermaid.

6AMish, 2sday,  14  5. 24
1009,  Thursday,  16  5. 24

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Awcomon man  Arya really tha vain
You’re not?
                I find that hard to believe.

To a degree yah
                  But not to the degree yare  Tip your glass but a bit an itll spill

   Tip my glass.

Yah

What do you mean?

Wha does it sound like I mean
                                    Don play stupid  Yet another glass we coud tip an see

Is it that hard for you to say simply?

Said simply an visually
                          The old adage  Pictures worth a thousand words
Yare vain

Everyone is.

Im not talking about everyone don go global on me keep yourself as reference
                                                                                    Please
If I wanted other peoples opinion Id ask them  Keep the lens on yourself

Generally speakin . .
. . Yourself
            Please


If you rather  I can put it in contextperhaps I shoud have begun there I usually do usually say wha I mean  used as a springboard

There you go, now we’re talking.  You usually do.

I do
     But your admission left me breathlesstha said  Ill say   Im not sufficiently vain to believe a woman any woman woud try to seduce me
   
203preferred,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24
0849,  Thursday,  16  5. 24
Carly Simon  You’re So Vain  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lT7I40wWYAQ 

he stopped at a friends for breakfast before he walked to the docks to his boat to fish

he laid a coil of rope he carried at the doorstep
                                                 rapped the screen door
COME IN.

                  Christ man, hamany times I gotta tell ya?just come in.

Donwanna catchya with your pants down

Not something yaint seen before.

he nodded absently
                      But ifya had a gues . .
. . That dog aint huntin’.
abrupt

dropped it
              I appreciate the invite

I appreciate the company.
                            the old man had a specialty he liked to make but he didnt unless he shared  his grandmother made it for him when he was a boy  she was English  Eggy in a Basket

they had it with black tea Ceylon

took his black old man like his with milk and sugar

they sparred   they conversed

   
                                         he heard something outside the door  Excuse me
What?

Something
            going to the screen he saw a boy entwinedwrestling a substantial snake
as he went through the doorway Wasnt yours was it 
                                                            No it wasnt
I ought to let her snuff ya  eatya

the boy couldnt answer a coil over his mouth another round his throat was turning purple eyes bugging

   I really ought to let her have her way

he reached down touched the pythons head

she relaxed her grip

sloughed from the boy

became a sloppy twist of rope

How stupid arya didnt belong to ya Coil it boy then off hellaway
                                                                     Catch your breath as ya do   I know you  Yours
he let the screen bangshut as he went inside

Aint ya gonna watch to see he does it correct, man?

Doesnt
         Hell answer to her

old man tskedtsked
                      Yause your magic in the strangest fashion.
Nough
        Teas gettin cold
      
6AMish,  2sday,  14  5. 24
1216,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24
America  You Can Do Magic  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxzEpxHmCIs
Jefferson Airplane  Miracles  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7m8izf-oXY4

15.5.24


he overheard the exchange

he was in the kitchen doing dishes

everyone else was watching television

hed rather be doing dishes  wouldnt be joining them


What’s the horse’s name?

It doesn’t have a name.

You haven’t named your horse?

You don’t name something you might have to eat.
                                                    there was a collective groan from the den
made him chuckle
                    hed eaten horse he wouldnt tell them that they wouldnt eat half the things he ate  have eaten
sometimes he thought he might be a secret Asian  ate everything but the oink moo bark baa bubbles it blew
waste not want not
never was picky
gave it two shots
NO
     afterwards wouldnt sit to eat  No thank you  excused himself
You’ll be hungry.

   I will
          never followed the abject necessity of stating the obvious   axiomatic
something he didnt do
repulsed him

   truly

made him think Eejit

Aaw why he do tha  eejit
                            reminded him of a homeless taking one of his tame ferals off his porch followed him to the woods where homeless was going to kill his cat eat it before he could turn he hammered him in the back of the neck his face hit a tree going down peeled crumbled bark face got torn he was cold checked his pulse  had one thought good  if he had killed him hed have to eat him
nothing but him for weeks
                           Jaysus
 
2037,  2sday,  14  5. 24
1045,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24

he didnt catch her quite
                           Idle  Whas tha
I’ll watch it, instead.

Watch it  Instead
                    Please  whaya talking about

Idol.  I told you.

Whas idle

The show.

Wha show
It’s Idol.

I don mean to frustrate you I apologise
                                          Coud you explain

Idol. There are singers, then there are idols.
                                                    exasperated American Idol. 

I don know it
                I don watch TV I don have one

   You don’t have a TV.

No

How do you not have a TV?

Bad memories
                  Ill leave you to your show
Ill read

You can watch with me if you like.

No thank you

1957,  2sday,  14  5. 24
1015,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24

    pictures of people you dont remember


he was going through family albums with his mother
                                                         . . . Aunt Frances Uncle Walter . . .
Scarcely remember Maw

. . . Aunt Helen Uncle Gerald . . .

Scarcely Maw

she turned on her hip on the sofa and looked at him   Really?

Sorry Maw I was a little boy when they died
                                                 I have glimmerings of time with them but theyre few  I was a little boy
Id bet the other kids woudnt have a clue
Why you have me look with you

   she hmmmd

Yah

You may be right.

Don get me wrong I love looking at the pictures with you
                                                            They never fail to prompt memories thaya share
Were not really dead until no one talks about us tells stories about us

That’s very, very true.
                               innocently Who told you that?

he threw his arms around her kissed her hard on the mouth
                                                                      You
Me?      

You

gave a bemused smile  I’m smarter than I think.

You are
          You are our historian the repository of memories our families Dad an yours  Ours
I love spending this time with you
Note the other kids make themselves scarce
                                               Albums come out  Adios
Because they don know whosin the pictures

   Cant blame em


I wish they would.

Well Ya got me babe
                       As Sonny an Cher woud sing

   Who?

Stop woudya
               singsang They say were young an we don know we wont find out untiiil we grow
Yah

Oh, oh yes.

See  Youre not a lost cause
                             Show me more theyd be even older pictures people he definitely didnt remember
but she did

1957,  2sday,  14  5. 24
0937,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24
Sonny and Cher  I’ve Got You, Babe  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9JxIw58lkHQ

Mama Cass Elliot  . . . dream a little dream of me  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZZ0PZRYin2s
                                                                                                            howbout  dream
with me
would have
but Mama couldnt tarry had places to go people to see things to do
                                                                         left
he preferred places to go things to see people to do
thought that said a lot for him
                                spoke for him to him
dream  dreams
                Jaysus
bawdy
       but thats the reason why he went to sleep  to break on through to the other side
not Morrisons
                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFeUko-lQHg
not Death

shit waited for him
                     dared him to take the wheel  be lucid
he could do krazy with the best of them
                                            but sometimes
he wanted to be a passive passenger
an amusement park rider
didnt have to worry how tall he was
                                       rather
how in command of his senses he was
                                          because
like any real good carnival car operator sketchy at best they intended to scatter his marbles
                                                                                                   Take your best shot
the best had attempted
                          wounded him
but not shotdead in the head

approximately 6AMish,  2sday,  14  5. 24
0830,  day-between-2-Ts,  15  5. 24
Tears For Fears  Head Over Heels  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sn6gVWJn9r8

14.5.24


leftie couldnt find the right spot

he slept on his back
                    occasionally turned to one side or the other but not for long shoulder surgeries had put the kibosh on that
   kibosh
             ask a Yid they smile demurely but don say
he knew better
                 he asks only to confirm his understandingbelief   belief  understanding which   he doesnt accept thinkhe believes
                    belief
fellow Kretins are opportunists whod rather lazily take accept   than create
big brains afford that
                       when he asked  the Yid wily accepted credit  when its wasnt due
kibosh sounds Yiddish
                         not Irish
its believed Irish early Nineteenth Century   derived in a London neighbourhood

when he looked in the dictionary its described of unknown origin
                                                                       just like the Irish race
if Jews can be a race
Whynot
          by the bye colloquial evidence kibosh may have been a derivative of caip bais  cap  death


leftie couldnt find the right spot

she slept between his legstucked up against his balls

like her mother used to

where she was born

second of three

between his legs
                 he had a deep abiding affection for her mother and siblings

for her restlessness he slept lightly episodically
                                                   anwhile he did he roiled in the realm of hypnagogia where visions dreams werent a narrative rather miredadmired  a mishmash of disconnectedstrange personalities uproarious imagery that bordered on phantasmagoric
                                   truly Escherish flirting with Irish again
tobogganing on a sleeve of corrugated cardboard down a steep empty rotting concrete parking lot that terminated in multiple alleyways which entering one sluicingnavigating hed be disgorged at the top of the lot to give it a go again

playing strip poker sitting across from a fat man who lost the hand and struggling finally got his tshirt over his head and tossed it aside sat barechested  he groanedblinkedSUDDENLY was across from a young woman who lost a hand and like a seal slipped off her ribbed tank sat barebreasted

sitting across from a stereotypical gypsy woman headwrapped baublesbangles candles flickered incense moldered who after he shuffled the tarot cards spread them in a Celtic Cross but before beginning she shook her head said No, that’s not right. Shuffle them again.

and more and different and sorted and on and on and on until he finally threw in the towel
Leftie

she sat up crawled up his body

he rubbed petted her
                        Whadaya say grrl Time to rise an shine get the show on the road  she answered a plaintive mew hopped off the bed ahead of him as he tossed the sheet and blanket aside and got out on the right side  literally

6AMish,  2sday,  14  5. 24
1046,  2sday
pull-quote:
           “‘Kibosh,’ (Joseph) Conboy (a railroad man whose hobby is Gaelic culture) . . . “comes from ‘caip,’ which means cap, and ‘bais,’ which means death. It originated in Ireland about the time of Judge Norbury, who was called the ‘hanging judge.’ When the people would see him reaching for the black cap he wore when giving the death sentence, they would say: ‘The prisoner is “finished. The judge is putting on the caip bais” – kibosh. Thus when we say we ‘out the kibosh on something,’ we mean we have disposed of it.”