28.2.25


. . . Excuse me . . .

What’s that?

Whadidyasay

When?

A moment ago

   Molasses?
                 Was referencing cookies.
Ah
      I heard otherwisepiqued my interest  given Im not one to eat sweets

Yeah I know. 
                     What’s with that?

I prefer bitter

What did you think you heard?

Mo asses  Im awfully keen on ass
                                     Tried to fantasise wha a mo ass cookie might be but drew a blank
Garnered my interest though

   I’m game.

Game tipped his head like a small bird eyeing seed on the ground under an empty birdfeeder

Yes. You’re imaginative compleat.
                                     Consummate.

What would a mo ass cookie be?

Off the top of my head

I know you've continued to puzzle.

   Yes   Yes I have
                           A cleaved molasses cookies centered by a small darkchocolate chip
Eaten warm fresh from the oven
                                     A spin on anilingus
Jesus.
        You’re a sick puppy.

You tell tha to the many women Ive pleasured
                                                   Sex  Not a damn thing comes off the table
whispered Prude

   What did you say?
Nothing
You did.

Didnt

   What did you say?

Nothing ya don know already
                                    You any idea

   I do not.

Thas  unfortunate
                        Ailing

1144,  Saturday,  15  2. 25
1342,  reggaefriday,  28  2. 25

27.2.25


Fools for Christ.

he announced it

   he  ignored it


Fools for Christ.

was tryin to get a rise out of him
                                   thought himself a Minnesota native Brown trout that he couldnt catch flyfishin  Too wilytoo  wise

 

Foo . .
. . Donchadare

I found it in Wikipedia, on my phone.

Yabraggin  Speaks to its worthlessness
                                            If I want scant information Ill glance  Otherwise   Despise
You can learn a lot . .
. . A lot  A lot like social media
                                  If I want to know more than a handful of shit Ill vet it find fourfive sources before I hang my hat on anything

Research man  Research
                            You went to college  had to have written numerous papers

No.  Not that I remember.

In fuckinsometimes irritation got the best of him high school

Probably I don’t remember.

Were you attentive or were you just attending

I did well, got good grades.

I struggled for good gradesmaybe  maybe thas why things stick with mehad to work like a motherfucker ignore my instincts ignore my distractions
                                             Had to SIT UP FRONT for passable grades

I did well in school, well, high school.

Graduated college
University.

Kinda the same

Not really. Size matters.

Size Mater Latin  Alma mater nourishingbounteous mother

You know that as a fact?

I do  Long memory
                      Aided by research
Whas your point

Old Testament. Isaiah and his harlot.

No idea what youre talkinbout

Hosea and his harlot.

Yaseem to like harlots

Her name was Gomer. She was a prostitute.

Youd have made a great pro

gave him sideeye

You don like to work tha hard  Coud lay on your back an take it
                                                                      Old Testamenthuh

   Yes.

I like to refer to it as the Old Testicle

Rude.

Not really You think any woman had a hand in it
                                                      Great stories to be sure
Ezekiel

 

   What about Ezekiel?

Youre reading the Old Testiclehad to have read tha during your Fools for Christ foray

Not ringing a bell.

Thas unfortunate  Great story

 

 

Are you going to say?

You don wanna work tha hard
                                  Yacoud look it up   On your phone
You wanna save me the time?
 

   Awright

Explains wha a twist He is
                              Told Ezekiel he had to bake bread over human excrement

Think about tha next time youre offer a slice of Ezekiel bread

Oh my God.

Ezekiel didnt
              Gawd cut him a break after watchin him twist awhile
Gawd let him bake over cow dung than human dung  Chapter Four Line Fifteen

Wha a prince

   Why would you know that?

Great storyyah

1115,  Saturday,  15  2. 25
1622,  Thursday,  27  2. 25

was milling it over in his mind   if plausibility
                                                     knew who he could pass it through
if moronic  utterly senseless
                                    or
possibleif  improbable


Adrienne
           whenever he called to talk with her in his head ADRIENNE goes off like he were Brando Stanley Kowalski cryin STELLA  On the Waterfront
couldnt help himself
                      wouldnt be much help


dialed her up

Hello, Joe.

thought ADRIENNESTELLA
                               said Hey kiddo  How are you

I hear it in your voice.
                        How are you?

I think its a bit more than my voicehuh

he could see her nod
                       Yes.

Have a feelin

Yes I did.
           Might go so far to say that if you hadn’t called I’d’ve called you.

What’s up?

You know the day

I do. I feel it every year.
                           It’s very strong today.
Yes  Potent



How can I help?

Id like to ask you something
                              Perhaps a little disturbing   But
I am disturbed


I’m listening.

Thank you

You’re welcome.

   I understand this is likely implausible but I cant shake itits been crowding my mind an I thought if someone coud put me out of my miseryconfusion  hopefulness   itd be you

Those are some mighty big sho . .
. . A big orderyes  Yes
                          Only you  I have confidence in you

I know I’m not the only game in town.

   No
       I am attracted to witches

she laughed with mirth
                          You are.  Yes. You are.
How can I help you?

Astrology  Tarot

Tarot is my strong suit.

Yes
      But youre a capable astrologer  dabbler

I have my moments.

An to affirm
              Where ones born time theyre born day they were born critical to inform ones place in the world the universe

Yes.


My   meandering . . .

 

Yes.

Life
     Ones life

Yes.

   If one knows where someone was  the day the time     The time
They died

Is it possible there is shoud they believe in reincarnationMe  reincarceration chuckled  possible to imagine an astrology for their next life their rebirthnot  not  not tha its immediate  roll out of bed onto ones feet 

   Does tha make sense

 

Jeez Joe. I haven’t ever considered that.
                                             I’d have to really think.
Yah  Ive been

Tellyawha
            Lets give it time
Gimme a buzz 

I could do that.

I love ya  I appreciate tha
                            Thank you

You’re welcome . . . I think.

early AM,  Thursday,  27  2. 25

1020
Stella  On the Waterfront  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcP1trgOnoY

26.2.25


random
        page 1621  The New Oxford American Dictionary

sourmashed

sourpussed

soursopped
              a large acidic fruit

souredwood
              fallen on ones belly unable to rise despite cajoled
                                                                   Com’on boy
Com’on up uP UP  UPya go   Com’on boy


   it disregards his cajoling
                                    flaccid souredwood   BOO ohBoo

1651,  Saturday,  15  2. 25
1234,  day-between-2-T’s,  26  2. 25

      I

1.  coud
              indicate possibility

2.  shoud
               indicate obligation  duty correctness   criticising someones actions  

3.  woud
              (mood)  indicating consequence of an imagined event

4.  ought
      to
          indicate duty situation correctness   criticising someones actions  

thinking I coudve woudve shoudve oughtve he wondered which was correct

I coud do tha

I shoud have done tha

I woud have done tha

I oughta have done tha


   wha might have been done wasnt hadntbeen important to his consideration
                                                                                     in fact
he didnt remember what he was thinking when he challenged himself
tossed the gauntlet down

                               mebbe
it was

Woudya commit murder

No.  Never.

So ya woudnt coudnt shoudnt oughta kill yourself

Hold up. That’s not murder.

Killin something someone anyone is murder

Not myself.

Youre not someone anyone

No. I’m me.

So youre still on the table

Regarding my exit strategyyeah.


   Huh  Okay 

1658,  Saturday,  15  2, 25
1155,  day-between-2-Ts,  26  2. 25

bomber sat in the window in the sun
                                          warm

he couldnt resist

had to pet him

bomber saw him comingdidnt resist

                                            as he scratched the top of his huge orangetabby head
bomber closed his eyes


scratched

scratched

scratched


scratched  rhythmic breathing
                                    scratched
                                          scratched
                                                                 scratched
suddenlyquieteyespoppedopen
                                his expression  asif I had disappeared
No Im right here
                 scratched his head  Right here Im right here


he closed his eyes again

   scratched



he hadnt intended a session
                                ahwell  so be it  as he scratched he humoured himself reseeing bombers eyesPOP
 
1458,  Saturday,  15  2. 25
1019,  day-between-2-Ts,  26  2. 25

viscerallyspat in concert
                          had dialed up Amazons The Monkey Man
end of the opening fight sceneLAUGHED
                                           it was like him to injectintegrate fiction into his life
spat reductively
                  it was like him to become embroiled in things outside himself outside his sphererealm
couldnt stopbrakeHEELmotherfucker himself from becoming involved


   Yah. The boy’s got heart.
                               Although yadthink hed see this ain’t his game.

Hmm  he overheard


understood

still

   still
         a valuable lesson learned
he recalled fighting Golden Gloves name seduced him 
                                                      got his bell rungmebbe  one   two  too many times
he had been good combative
                                just not goodenough

YesYES YES    Tha was the difference

seemedYes seemed infinitesimal

queer how close by numbers  by degrees    by pedigree
                                                             he could hear it  was that close to the ceiling
made him feel like a bitch
                           BITCH Nah
No  Not a bitch
                    Definitely not
SOUNDS LIKE WHERE YOU WERE GOING               

I wasnt fuckyou

interloping Mariachi

I wasnt talking to you

Who then

To myself

Were yourselves


   they were right

wasnt conceding
                   Ill let ya know when I want your two cents

We cant promise you tha

I know
        But in the future try   Awright


   Try

Whas all I can ask





not a bitch
            he felt badly   his skills  a day late dollar short
close
       but no cigar

2159,  Twosday,  25  2. 25
0936,  day-between-2-Ts,  26  2. 25

25.2.25


                                                                 finally  he could relate

if one does something long enoughconsistently enough routinely rue-tinely rut-tinely enough

what he thought was discipline
                                  was anal
                                             was a junkie

   whether drugs or curiosity enthusiasm creativity curbed
                                                                   a JUNKIE
his monomaniacalbender lasted years
                                          Not really
Ohfuckyes

   I don believ . .
. . We know
             We thoughtbelieved whawe had to do was cause you physical harm  however this made us realise tha it was technology remember War of the Worlds  tha made you take a knee

We hope youll excuse our glee

sighingcoudnt resist Take a knee your glee
Indeed

Sick bastards

Weve taken our lessons from the best
                                        You can take tha as a backhanded complimentya don get many compliments

No I do not

You shoudsay Thank you

   Correct   Thank you

Youre welcome
                     Wha a pitiful junkie
he winked Literally

Our literate asshole
                     Yes     Literally

Soon this horseshit will be left behind us  in the rearview mirror

   But not soon enough

No no
        Not soon enough

Were pullin for ya  laughedsnorted
                                   Your cold turkey is uninspiring
We were hopin for more illness


Illness
          Thanks ever so much        

Phish think nothin of it  Youre welcome

1705,  Saturday,  15  2. 25
1427,  Twosday,  25  2. 25

23.2.25


coming up alongside his bed to turn it down closet behind him
                                                                 got rappedchopped on his right shoulder
sidestepped leftturned balled his right fist
                                             a lefty naturally ambidextrous he could hit hard with either hand
himself loomed in his face
                             Ya do your homework

Asshole  Know me not to follow through on my word

No
Yah
      Thas right
Playboy Playmates summer of Sixtyeight through fall Seventytwo
                                                                      Then au naturel tatas
And

And

Get a shiver in your timber

   Dig your way with words
Our way

   I sppose it is

A favourite

A few

Care to say

No
    Im going to bed

Aw goody

 

 

in the morning waking He was perched on the foot of his bed
                                                                  And
he had to admit he smiled slyly
                                   Cotton candy  She smelled like cotton candy
You coud smell her

She was tha real
                   No matter where I stuck my nose an inhaled she smelled like warm cotton candy
An no matter was as tasty


And

   I erupted
Slept like a baby

Thank Gawd I thought we were losing you  

2057,  Saturday,  22  2. 25
0920,  Sunday,  23  2. 25