they gobbled sativa edibles 7.5mg poured some coffee his black bros with French Vanilla creamer   Cant do milk  

No.   went outside under shade trees to solve all the problems of the world discuss politics science an inevitablyexorbitantly bros high school Glory Days

CHRIST

         when he went off hed think Somebody shoot me

                                                                 Ive heard this before no brakes  evidently it was important he hear it again

when he finally ends  retold beautifully immaculately same details hed ask him  Why don’t you talk about high school?

Didnt care for it

                  I liked competing in sportsreally  really liked the nude showers said tha to fuck with him he was a bit of a homophobe although vehemently denied it  YOU ARE  he also forgot that the house he grewup in only had a bathtub  as teenager he was partial to showers  now typically he bathed than showered

Jesus. disdain Nude showers.

Jesus didnt shower

                      Suppose I was like Jesus until junior high

Please.

Would you slow down?

Cant keep up

No.

     You’re hard to follow.

Then say

           Wha didnt ya follow

All of it.

Jesus man Why didnt you interrupt earlier

I couldn’t think how.

Open your mouth  Transition too quick expositions are legit cogen . .

. . I couldn’t follo . .

. . Not like Im bleating Tourette whelps

                                         Introduced the next thingmaybe not twothree maybe twofourthree but even out of order theyre relatable

To you to you.

                Like Jack and Jill tumbling down the hill.

Id help you up Jill  help pushdown your skirt so youre not exposedembarrassed

I’m not Jill.

Actually no Jill would be able to keep up

                                           Nonetheless  Id help you push your skirt down so you werent too embarrassedexposed

his sigh said it all

Tellya wha

            Lets go inside shoot some pool  You can practise your geometry annot think about your poor sense of fashion

stood was walking to the door before bro could get a word out

felt bad

usually he let ladies go first

0650,  2sday, 17  9. 24

1209,  Thursday,  3  10. 24

a windingcurvy no-shoulder tree- brush-lined road coming down out of the hills after dark  wildlife aplenty

he should have left before dark

                                       knew betterWHA

called the police on his cell then AAA to tow  the vehicle was badly damagedhe was okay grateful he didnt have airbags

he explained to the officer

                            Appeared in front of me had virtually no time to react despite covering my brake

It . . jumped out?

No   As I said earlier

You didnt see it . . leave . run off?

    Run off  Yakiddin me

                                It appeared in the road disappeared from the road

Saw chrome yellow

Chrome yellow.

Know your fire hydrants

I do.

Shimmy up that embankment  Take a real good look at the one up there

                                                                              I did while waiting for you

Really?

    Take a good look

he picked up a painted piece of his vehicle

Take this with you

You want me to scale that embankment?

Investigation is part of your job I want yourexcuse me sumptuous report so Im not dancin goin roundanround with insurance Got out of the vehicle an called Everything is as was

the cop returned

                   I’ll be a sonofabitch. 

Crazy huh

Nuts.

         Whodathought?

So much for inanimate

I also took photos which Ill share with you

                                               Sawya scrap paint off it into an evidence envelope

I did. Compared ‘em.

                       I’ve no doubt.

Nor explanation

None.

Me neither

              Crazy

737preferred to 1937hrs, day-between-2-Ts,  3  10. 24

0954,  Thursday,  3  10. 24

https://www1.wsrb.com/blog/is-there-meaning-behind-the-color-of-a-fire-hydrant

    smutty

               reminds him of rummy

which he hasnt read since early Hemingway or heard since Humphrey Bogart called Walter Brennan one in To Have or Have Not

  

Ken Bruens character Jack Taylor reminded him referred to Ems – Emeralds – mother as a rummy

                                                                                                         sounds better than a drunk

rummy needs no discourse  selfevident    smutty follows in kind

                                                                     though hed question Whakind porn smutty

smut porn

   smut homophone BANG! POW! ZAP! Same Bat-time same Bat-channelSMUT!

where are Warhol Peter Max Roy Lichtenstein when he needs them

                                                                        what would they have done with the earnip a bullet gave cunt

thin threads of blood on his fat cheeks or   OR  the nonexistent second attempt

                                                                                     cant duck a punch not thrown

though difficult to representPOP art

                                       perhaps a coweringcringing crybaby

perhaps fluttering eyelids

                          FLINCH

left hand up openpalm protecting himself from a righthanded blow like a beat child

                                                                                       maybe like a beat dog who believes hes due

whaever

          would have been a treat

a simmering alkaline hydrolysis since he wasnt an alky

                                                             a rummy

full circle

0630,  2sday,  17  9. 24

1302,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 23

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30DSfAA0brs

Joe he said to himself   Im gonna missya when youre gone

he wasnt quite convinced he was going away with Joe when he died

                                                                           not a spook

but a spirit striking at the heart of people who really needed to be assertivetake no shit  confrontationalnot walked all over

     STOMP

anif they wouldnt

hed inhabit them

What came over you?

I . . I think . . . I think I was possessed.

    Possessed.

Yah.

About time.

1600,  Sunday,  29  9. 24

1157,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 24

Survivor  Eye of the Tiger  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54B_fSXn7o8

he woke before she did

turning his head on the pillow he nearlyfainted at her profile

                                                                her untroubled brow magnificent Native nose hair sexmussed that they rode without a care into unconsciousness  sleep

the twisted sheet lay across her hips a leg stuck out

he gently turned onto his sidequietly slippeddown not to wake her scarcelynuzzled her breast laid his hand flat low on her belly  closed his eyes

napped hypnagogic   

 

 

she woke

               Baby.

startled No

            Ohno I didnt wake you did I

No.   No.

he looked over the round of her breast into her face

What’s wrong, love? A dream?

he nodded nuzzledkissed the side of her breast

                                                     Among dreams

she put her arm over his back took his shoulder in hand

    You dream

No, not that I remember.  she giggled

                                        I was pretty exhausted, boyo.

he laughed

              Me too

But you dreamed.

Theyre always waiting at the door for me

she smiled Christ how she could light the room  made him smile

                                                                  Want to say?

I do please

              he turned onto his belly up on his elbows kissed her nipple

she touched his cheek ran her fingers through his hair a fingertip gently at his temple

                                                                                           So.

    Immediately captured my attention the earth beneath us . .

. . Us?   

        Me?

Something huh

Yes.  Terribly rare.

Yah

      Why Im fixated

I didn’t mean to interrupt.

No  Okay

              The earth was formed like a waffle depressions units between them that separating them they were walkways prisonish   It felt contained unseen walls unseen ceiling definitely not outofdoors but because I couldnt make out the confinement  the atmosphere was similar to outdoors

There were punishments a lottery Not violent anya know how violent my dreams can be

she nodded

They   I hate they Unseen officials Punishment  It was an extraction of intelligenceI don know how they did itpeople yahstrangers  all strangers   returned to their depressionstheir units   docile

The lottery remanded people to the same extractionkennels . . .

Kennels?

The depressions

Ah.

Im thinking kennels nowwe had ours I could seelooking down from above onto the landscapethe depressions  We could move around inside them but coudnt leave them unless accompanied

Guards

           Why woud they do tha

The guards?

Yes

    To survive?

Thas always the excuse isnt it

Excuse.

         That’s raw.

Yes

     Punishment extractions lottery extractions  An when an individual was too dociletoo malleable   they were lead away

       his eyes began to shine 

 

Lead away?

Yah

         I saw from above  They were removed from their cells

 

And?

    And? 

Slaughtered

                Slaughtered for their flesh

OhJesus that’s a nightmare.

    A dream love   Just a dream

Nightmare.

Yes he nodded  For you

                              For you

earlyAM,  day-between-2-Ts,  2  10. 24

1057,  day-between-2-Ts

large pea gravel

it irritated him

hadnt

but for some reason recently it did

                                     he grew impatient trying to determine what the reason was

Fuckit

took a rake to the narrow flagstone walkwayyanking in one direction stopped  shoveled it into a wheelbarrow

he pulled a halfhour

                          stopped

looked over his shoulder at the jigsaw stones the raw earth beneathbetween

                                                                                   WRONG  Im wrong

Youre ohso wrong

Now you open your mouth

Had to dawn on you

                         Youdve been suspect if we interceded

    Suspect  Yes      Thank you

                                       In the future however do me a favour   Say

Say

Yah

      Ill not renege Ill recall                                                   

If I don walk me in front of a freight train

                                            Shishkabobs all around

Jesus

Paints a picture

Yah it do

he spread the gravel back

                             turned churned it looked differentlooked   better

Ask wha occurred to you

Please  You know

Yes

      Though we think you need to confirm it  Get it out release it into the ether

You harpin

Can ifya like

               Askin

   Awright

              Gravel  Minutiae

The minutiae Ive selected that at times pulls on me drags me down makes me hurt  Makes me sorrowful

Throwing it away

Wont make it go away

5AM,  Monday,  30  9. 24

1403,  2sday,  1  10. 24

aww   how sweet

                     the creditcards he holds emailed him today

they were thinking of him

                            How are you? Happy, healthy, smiling?

Nah

in a word  Splurge.

                        not an attractive word  or sensibility

reminded him of regurgitate  spew  lunge  lurch

                                                     hasty thoughtless actions certainly not a considered rap on the knee checking his reflexes

he didnt open them

wondered if they colluded

it was all three

                 Three creditcards?

Too many

Not enough.

he had to mill that over

                              How many do you have

I don’t know. I’ll have to look.

                                he took a swollen wallet from his back pocketwas immediately shorter seated

Don bother too many

No. I’m curious.

Curious

          Of your credit

Obviously I’m very creditworthy.

Guess thas a way of looking at it

he snapped them on the table like dealing stud poker

each made them grimace

counted to himself

                     then picked them up returned them to his wallet sat on it again  eyelevel again

I got a few.

Ya do

You’re not going to ask?

Im not

Why not?

None of my business

You’re being condescending.

Im not

        When Im condescending youll feel the heat my scorn contempt

The only reason I mentioned my three was because they emailed at the same time  Hasnt happened before  I was commenting on the novelty

Nothing else

But you’re not curiou . .

. . Im not not at all

I find that curious.

    Whell I am happy something arouses your curiosity

                                                             Its a good trait

That you lack.

You know better than tha

                            When Im ignorant its for the reason I choose to be

Irrevocable

Irrevocable ignorance.

                         Sounds like a death knell.

Not sounds  Is

I hav . .

. . NO Donwanna hear

                        promptly stuck his fingers in his earsclosed his eyes

yah there were some things he was childish about

                                                       he did refrain from saying Nahnahnahnah nahnahnah  Nah

1222,  2sday,  1  10. 24

Steam   Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QaG2Acg8n60

    abime

             an attractive word

French for abyss

ABIME

English for American Board of Independent Medical Examiners

                                                                   he wondered if the organisation knew that when it chose its acronym

doubted it

            the organisation failed him

physicians sided with physicians therapists with therapists psychiatrists with psychiatrists

Go ahead. Try and take on the medical community, pharmaceuticals, they’re thick as thieves.

he tried

they were

abime

       “Truth grows up inside of all the finite experiences . . . They lean on each other, but the whole of them, if such a whole there be, leans on nothing. All ‘homes’ are in finite experience; finite experience as such is homeless. Nothing outside the flux secures the issue of it.”

                                            William James anti-foundationalist none of our knowledge is certain

truth

he had to look it up in the dictionary

he thought he understood its definition

noun

      “the quality of being true, genuine, actual, or factual.”

digging a bit deeper

there are five concepts of truth

                                 “Precise analysis of the nature of truth is the subject of the correspondence, coherence, pragmatic, redundancy, and semantic theories of truth.”

semantic theory seemed loaded

however

          the sky is blue is true because it corresponds to the reality of the skys colour  2 + 2 = 4 is true because it correspondences with the reality of mathematical principles

couldnt punch any holes in that

anymore than he could punch the medical examiner assigned to his case

“Impairment Evaluations are often used to provide a more objective understanding of the impact of an injury or illness.” or death

“The quality of examinations and examiners varies widely, and it has been often difficult to identify skilled, thorough and unbiased examiners, especially before an examination.”

his said There’s nothing to see here.

like a cop

           Nothing to see, folks, move it along, move it along.

his attorney hoped at the very least that their failed attempt provided him some modicum of closure

closure

        the barn door stills swinging loose moving on currents of emotion  and occasional outrage that presents

    abime

            correct

prior to day-between-2-Ts,  17  9. 24

0949,  2sday,  1  10. 24

https://www.qcc.cuny.edu/socialSciences/ppecorino/INTRO_TEXT/Chapter%205%20Epistemology/Truth.htm#:~:text=Precise%20analysis%20of%20the%20nature,and%20semantic%20theories%20of%20truth.

https://iep.utm.edu/s-truth/

dreaming

 

long

tall

brunette

black

thong

bikini

campanile

bell tower*

words scrolled up

StarWars style

repeating

 

woke

laid still

eyes closed

in profile

she stretchedreached

placed

retrieved

something

from the back

of a matte gunmetal gray

Mercedes-Benz

Sprinter van

hed have preferred

ArmySurplus

fatigue

pale olivegreen

 

from inside the vehicle

looking out

undressed

her head back

identity unrevealed

long neck

slender throat

hair tumbled over her right shoulder

playful strands over her left

one

     delicately curlicued round her aureole

rack of ribs

taut belly

graceful hips

artfully trimmed pubic

muscled thighs

dream

        fulafulafluttered

losing it

losing

          losing

lost it

to consciousness  stomping its feet  claiming what was its

hypnopompic pleads

DENIED

cats hustled in jumpedup on the bed

                                       bugle reveille

Im up Im up

Then open your eyes.

Open your eyes.

he sighed

eyes flooded with sense

                            Gudmornin sunshines

11AM,  Monday,  30  9. 24

0829,  2sday,  1  10. 24

*UC/Berkeley

second tallest in the world

dont build them like that anymore