the toilet had a sense of humourmind of its own

to flush he turned the water on

it began its turning as flushed a toilet would usually dobut

                                                                  that was no guarantee

he had to keep an eye on it  and

                                   probably one out of ten times it refusedhe had to turn the water off then

continuing to turn  clockwise

slowing

SURPRISE

suddenlyswallowed

                        or

he had to concedeturn the water off  reach for the plunger to complete what knucklehead adamantlystubbornly refused to complete

             refused

to do its singularsolitary job

                                however

not without a shared sense of humour betweenem

    motherfucker kept him on his toes

1018,  reggaefriday,  29  11. 24

1511,  reggaefriday

    fortune  –  or fortune ate at his table

distilling it is a personal matter and that distillation can be tainted

                                                                      tainted by greed  religion  jealousy  sex

not diffused by sympathy

fortune can be bright

                        a shiny new penny

but pennies dont usually exciteincite someone theyd rather it were a silvery nickel dime quarter halfdollar dollar coin

five times better or ten twentyfive fifty onehundred times

                                                            GREEDYmotherfuckers

    so maybe the coinage of religion jealousy sex compiledcompounded

                                                                             uncut by sympathy

satisfaction woeful when comparedconsidered to satiation

                                                               a spartan meal compared to a feast

fortune and grateful could beought to be synonymous

                                                          sympathetic

perhaps

          until such a time is manifested

people

       will remain Maninfested                                                                                                    

    fearful of the dark   

530PMishness,  Tuesday – Election Night on the bus,  7  11. 06

1259,  reggaefriday,  29  11. 24

Pink Floyd  Several Species ofSmall Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpWJv7alqQE

probably a good thing he dropped the girls off

                                                  they were comfortable with the family cemetery

this was random 

                  Ooohah  Gotta stop

might not have gone over well

south out of Salinas strickened

                                 JESUS crazylookin jointhad to stop hed tellem about it what they missed if they asked

was finding that the older he was the lessinclined he was to stop

                                                                     so moved as he was

he went through the gate always gates stark reminders

apparently in this part of the country middle-late Nineteenth Century they werent as concerned for their dead likely more concerned that the Southern Pacific passed through

                                                             railroads made or killed fledgling cities

or rather he couldnt be certain once coffins was nailhammered shut the dead interred

                                                                                          Whadup?!

On to tomorrow.

what tall stone monuments were there had collapsed family plots were in rubble newer stones were flat so cemetery maintenance could mow the graves unimpeded

looked like a weedy lawn

to his thinking Death ought to impedeought to interruptought to be remembered fresh flowers picnic lunches introducing the kids to their relatives relating stories telling tales  Remembered singing Happy Birthday wishing them Happy Anniversary laughing weeping   Be alive

Midwest weathered tall monuments  big gravestones names datesdid the math for their ages some had pictures of the deceased on them strangers curious about their stories war veterans Ojciec father Corka daughter

    but not here not Calvary Cemetery

                                           this one was so flat one couldntwith a freaky girlher idea have sex on a grave without their bucking silhouettes apparent from the road

it was small lots tapped out

                               had to be a newer one elsewhere  though  popularity of cremations columbariums erected towards Heaven  good sales pitch

Closer to God are Thee

dutybound he had aided an abedded a freak

                                                  afterwards she asked  You won’t tell anyone?

Comon Im a gentleman Not anyone youd know or theyd know you name changed to protect the innocent

A good story thoughyah

                            then he thought Sayah you wont tell anyone

made him curious  wondered

                                Would the dead be jealous grimace smile that some livelyyoung people were having sex on top of them

 

when he pickedup the girls they asked how his days away were

                                                                     he knew it was noncommittalambivalent  Interesting

if they pressed it would really become

                                         something else

  

Sunday,  11  5. 06

1144,  reggaefriday,  29  11. 24

Anne Wilson  Closer to God  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N2FNiXdJAk

roadtrip

began in the Midwest

he had to see the Pacific never had

                                     had to see the California beach that ran its entire length that of Annette Funicellos Bikini Beach fame

    it didntWhadahell he thought it did   a lot of the kids he grewup did

rolling south through Salinas John Steinbeck country knew that for certain a billboard

                                                                                                                             HAVE YOU BEEN A DAD TODAY?

didnt see who or what organisation sponsoredwas responsible for it

                                                                         appreciated it

earlier stopped off his eldest daughter with friends in San Francisco then to Santa Cruz where his younger daughter had friends

hed double back in a couple of days and fetchem

he was off the hook  hed been a good Dad for the day

                                                           hed be until either he or they were dead

didnt know otherwise

                        there was nothing better

Hell since he and his wife slapped labels on them  namedem that was nuts   for their lives  branding   permanent

unnerving  asked the hospital Can we get back to you in a week or so she didnt look like the names we picked out back to agonising Square One

   an emphatic NO

NUTS

        Had to try

 

fortunately the girls were products of love not sex   and he had had plenty plenty before marrying

no ring at the doorbell

open the door

Hello. I’m your son . . Hello, I’m your daughter . . Do you even remember that night you had sex with my Mom?

he didnt have nightmares only dreams

                                         but an instant like that would be as close to a nightmare as he could imagine

HAVE YOU BEEN A DAD TODAY?     

                                                       passing the billboard he thought Howbout  HAVE YOU BEEN A MOM TODAY?

then for his edification he asked

                                   Or didya just give everybody a headsup an nameem Sex

Saturday,  2  12. 06

1006,  reggaefriday,  29  11. 24

Supremes  Love Child  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIwdyIpmg-I  &  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqakDo11cPQ

there used to beonce was  a time   when it didnt matter what time it was

                                                                                there was no time when he wouldnt pant like a dog to get high

hitup as the sun went down

                               hittingup when the sun came back around

How do you do it?don’t gimme you’ll sleep when you’re dead.

Steppin on my line man

No. Seriously.

    Shits happenin Not the time to go byebye or lose the edge

Eventually Always

                      Body turns out the lights 

Follow the tracers to sleep  oblivion  fingerscrossed I wake

Die in my sleep

Havent missed muchhave I

Have you?

              Howya answer that question?

No clue  Wokeup

that was then

this is now

    he wasnt so galant masculine French pronunciation

wasnt as sure

youth afforded that

ignorance afforded that

wellfuck Immortality afforded him that

                                           War didnt take itHell he even gave it a second a third chance

three strikes It was out

came back “Home” a changed man

                                        recognised he hadnt gone in as a man

told a buddy who stayed back who was deferred  who hadnt ever had the bug up his ass as he did that he reconciled it as sport

except

         when ya lost

ya died

had no intentions returning crippled

Man, you realise how many high school games you played in and got beat?

I did I did

            Figured I was due a winning streakfigured the team I was playing on was superior  It was Overwhelmingly

Tadum

         Im back

You'll excuse me, sometimes you don’t look . . . back.

A dog  Glarin out the side of its face

    Yeah. Yeah.   Something like that yeah

Feral

Yeah.  Unnerving.

Yaoughta see lookin out

                           Yah    Unnerving

    once upon a time  it didnt matter what time it was

  

2029,  Thursday – Thanksgiving,  28  11. 24

Carole King  It’s Too Late  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VkKxmnrRVHo

birds

         his daughter didnt like them

little hummers were okay

                            Preeetty.

they spooked easy

spooked them every chance she had

                                       despite seeing how they flocked to him as he fed them sometimes three dozen on five feeders

he was in his element

                        an experimental shoulder surgery to regrow cartilage sidelined him a year

he  fed  hummingbirds

such was the extent of his helpfulnesswhat he could do

she didnt like them

                      although she loved her red feathered boa  pranced around the house in it

sometimes forgetting to clothe herself otherwise

the boa didnt shithave talonssharp beaks

                                               she didnt like their coalblack unreflecting eyes

didnt care for their noncommittal expressions

nothing to tip her off what they were thinking

                                                 I’m sorry . . .  she paused   I shouldn’t say I don’t trust them. They look as if they’d just as soon claw you bite you peck your eyes out . . as not.

                                                                            God knows they'll shit on you.

Yacan’t trust someonesomebody who will shit on you.

a mouthful from an eight years old he couldnt pin that on his wife

                                                                       However unless  he interrupted  you negotiate a price first

she laughed

             then said You can’t negotiate with a bird, Papa. sipping her hot chocolate looked up over the marshmallow foam  some on her upper lip

                                Or bird-like people.

Wise  he nodded  

                      nevertheless shame on him  he may have introduced her a bit too early to Alfred Hitchcocks

The Birds

Sunday,  11  5. 06

0707PM preferred,  Thursday – Thanksgiving,  28  11. 24

The Birds  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lCxR7dlavwg

. . . What?

             could hear the incredulity in her voice  You don think so

Papa.  Not if it’s perfect.

Come on babe

                 We know nothings perfect

But perfect implies perfection.

All ears

          Tell me something thas perfect   Leave Michelangelo out of the equation  The Sistine Chapel David

The Madonna della Pieta    Works by the Marquis Sade Nin Miller JoyceFuck  Hemingway    Cormac McCarthy

Are you conceding?

    No

Admitting?

                  Fuck   Maybe

So the bubbles that form in my cheesecake that I’ve been unable to eliminate all these years . . .

Is that a question or a statementhadnt mentioned wobble before  in my recollection

Please.

            Ball’s your court Daddy-O.

    I stand by my assessment

Perfection has its flaws.

Yes

    Awrightee.

0959,  Thursday – Thanksgiving,  28  11. 24

1705,  Thursday – Thanksgiving

shit drove him nuts

                       it wasnt efficientdon try blowin smoke up his ass  blatantly lazinessWhy

why would he communicate with lazy people

he wouldnt

cc an bcc could suck his cock look at him using acronyms

                                                           email cocksuckers

cc  carbon copy

                  everyone cc’d gets the exact same communique

bcc  blind carbon copy

                          ohso fuckin clever

everyone gets the exact same communique but are unawareclueless of everyone else who has also been sent itshared

impersonally personal

                           Awshucks, how nice they’re thinking of me.

an EVERY TOM DICK AN HARRY  SEE SALLY SEE DICK   JANE?  YOU SEE DICK TOO?

FUCK

         shit drove him nuts

emails

texts

        could be because he wrote letters  individual letters because

because he refused to wetwad up all familyfriends into a soppy paper ball and toss it to them remotely suggesting he was interested in them as separate entitiespeople

he did not buy into smorgasbords

                                     like slopping hogs

maybe   maybe he was too extreme

                                          wasnt

should someone considered including him in a cc  a bcc

                                                 Please like graffiti  scrawl it on a wall with spraypaint MagicMarker crayons  in a bathroom stall above its glorious gloryhole  perchance itd attractcapture his attention an he might read it

otherwise

     DO NOT

0923,  Thursday –Thanksgiving,  28  11. 24

1446,  Thursday – Thanksgiving

    Again  he said with a sighdismay

                                          a wry smile     Spider

a dead spider in his tub 

Marat/Sade

Jim Morrison

appleseed

    appleseed  he assumed she  attempted suicide three times in his tuball three catching her before she was swallowed by the drain

                           he set her to dryuntangle herselfher legs on a rock seashell fossils he kept on the bathroom basin counter

showered

            drying himself he watched her go up the wall to her elaborate web in the corner between it and the ceiling

she had looked familiar

three times

             she must have conceded to Life

she didnt try it again

she remained more than a year

                                    he was grateful

that year he was not well

he bathed in hot baths three times a day to keep whatever it was at bay

                                                                              whatever it was finally conceded  dissipated

his body doing what he expected it would do  eventually

    he picked the dead spider up took herhim outside and laid them in the grass at the foot of AWe  name for the wisteria hes raisedcared for from a seed

returning to run a bath he wondered when Again would occur

                                                                   either suicide or death

0834,  Thursday – Thanksgiving,  28  11. 24

Marat/Sade  The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade

Jim Morrison  Doors  People Are Strange  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgHaGrZkkv4 

    a friend

he was dismembered and reassembled in odd proportions by his mothers prenatal alcoholism drug use and smoking

    he was luckyfrankly

                             to even get out of that hole alive . . .  

Noonish,  Friday,  27  10. 06

1439,  day-between-2-Ts,  27  11. 24

What I Love About Women

I love their smell

       their smiles

               the quicktaunt of their tongues

I love the humour they radiate

       their silken powders

               colourful augments

enhancements which arent necessary

       for freshshaken in mornings bed

            their hair crazy

                        night sheets spuntwisted in sexpanic

                                 encouraging deepdeeper kisses   raw frolic

the blur of sleep evaporates

       aroused

                inspired hardbright eyes  they see and

throw shimmering mirrorballs of possibilities aroundsurround  us

       inciting invigorating  us

I love their Twin mirrors

       that Im unable to take my eyes from . . .  

Saturday,  18  11. 06

1415,  day-between-2-Ts,  27  11. 24

     Gide

            Do not understand too quickly.  excellent advice

he was often misunderstood

at the CRACK of a starting gun

                                     Gide beat him to the punch

misconstrued 

              he refused to lie

when speaking  in no manner lied

words can be like luminous oil on water

                                          bright reflective    enticing

people like to be enticed

                           entertained

which he felt was a failing  because wait  wait     wait for it      there is no commitment        

unlike written words  scrutinised 

                                    their errors  lies  exposed     excised

scales are balanced

                        only then are enticement desires   truthful

    Do not understand me too quickly

                                          Im learning to understand my warring selves

encouraging my many selves

                               who are  initially

by the same words shining on water  throwing off disinfectant sunlight 

he challenges

                ridicules

offensive perspectives

Do not understand me too quickly

Ill try to not understand you too quickly

    maybe together we can learn

Wednesday,  15  11. 06

1200,  day-between-2-Ts,  27  11. 24

she said  she was something

                               Excuse me?

Me

    You. I’m looking, talking, right at you.

Havent the whole night Twice Ive tried to say hello but you were involved in other conversatio . .

. . Not to my likings; I try to not be rude to men.

Perhaps three time’s a charm.

Or a strike out

                she laughed same music hed been hearing all night across rooms  behind him after he entered

he entered

             smiled mischieviously  Have you been following me

Oh look at you, not as thick as you appear.

Saynow

           A compliment or not

Take it, it is.

               I excused myself.  It’s late.

I wonder if you might walk me to my car. You see  she lit a cigarette  I’m very appealing to the opposite sex and throughout the party they have continually been making untoward advances that I’ve repelled. I believe because I’m here unaccompanied they’ve made poor assumptions.

    They’re incorrigible.

                          she blew a plume of smoke to the ceiling smiled pleasantly at him

Youd like me be your knight in shining armour

Night.  Possibly.

                  I’m concerned I’ve angered severaldismissed them curtly, saw their dirty looks; under the cover of darkness I may be attacked, or raped.

she was something

                    from a lesser woman her remark would have been ludicrous  she didnt strike him that way

    You want me to take you  he hesitated  to your car

she smiled real big  exposed pearly canines behind her full red lips Would you?

                                                                                               he got lost

maybe her teeth did that to him

Woud I

          Wha

seeing his expression she laughed

                                     Yes.  Take me.

he chuckledsaid Yaknow I like where this conversation has gone  so finish your cigarette an Ill just enjoy where I am

    No harm no foul

Wherever this goes cant compete with where I am right now

 

seemed a blur

               woke in nighttwisted sheets like binds her breasts on his thigh face on his belly hand on his chest crazyhair   was looking up at him

                                     hard bright eyes

Good morning.

cleared his throat Mornin

gently kissed his belly looked up at him again  looked at his erection Good morning.

                                                                                         chuckled  took him in her mouth

Wednesday,  15  11. 06

1012,  day-between-2-Ts,  27  11. 24