Sunday, July 29, 2007

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This man punched me in the stomach with no remorse the day before. Tell him to look out.
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New song. Not to long. Little funny ... looking.
The Moon is forgetting to leave my thoughts during these hot days. Nerd.
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Sunday, July 22, 2007

Worry Wort

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"I hope the food carts come around soon, these people look a bit famished."

Friday, July 20, 2007

Friday, July 13, 2007

A Quiet Find For Whales

"Bill, looking into your lopsided breast isn't the best thing in the world for me right now and I mean that."  She slapped away his noodle limp fist before it could hit her, sending waves throughout the water bed as she stood, rising above him in perfect balance. His reaction was as predictable as the humiliation was numbing. "Fuck you-- and your ceiling!" He said looking up at her, weeping slightly onto his naked belly. He felt himself drowning.

  Bill caught a view of the lawn below through the open bedroom window, observing the celebration that took place beyond her thigh. All those people destroying his grass, littering his former home. Easter was never supposed to be an option for him; it was stipulated and agreed upon. But, how did he fool himself back into this house that cared only for his resourcefulness as a court ordered cash cow, never as father or lover. Bill, controlled by his lonely nature, raised his arms to wrap around his ex wife's waist in a pitiful gesture of apology- when it hit him:
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"Oh my Goodness." he whispered. The goddamn whale would live. It would work! After four years, an irrefutable cure for the one animal on earth that had no ill ambition to sling at the half naked scientist. Bill thought of his Revelation as divinity loaning itself as a gift to the great beast for the escape it provided him, and for the struggling department he helmed that certainly would now stay afloat in the funds the cure would garner. His extended arms were still before him and felt the warm light upon their aged skin absorb. Looking down at the changing man, she saw his eyes and face glaze in a calm.
  
But what was it worth now? kneeling in a wobble before an ungrateful ex whom he had fought so diligently to befriend; albeit as a guise to eventually resotring himself in this home. The boys? A doltish consideration for the person he was. Her kids never would have mattered. All ambition for the mediocre life as "friend to the family" withered like a leech with nothing to nourish on. The pain of being owner to a love that would never be nurtured found a dark corner in him to hide away and be forgotten. He was blind to the woman. His mind swam with figures and formulas all around the magnificence he had been struck by when first looking into the eyes of the dying blue whale.

  He made peace with what the next few minutes would scar into his life and spoke to his ex with a finality both had never heard, "One day you'll catch yourself and see what it is to be around you. I only feel sorry that you won't have the same option as everyone will one day consider." He spit on her feet and left the room in three steps, ending 43 years with a slam of the door that muffled her laughter. 'This fish better give a fuck' he thought jogging shirtless and free along the cluttered driveway that led to his modest car. The tears on his belly now drying to the cool spring air.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

The Roadside Windows

"I might not like it, leave me one of your eggs." Lady snored into the table.
Barny looked over her dandruff, contemplating his new found fondness for it. "Do you know I know much about the pancake? " he spoke to her scalp. She brought her head up into view. Her cheek illuminated the floating filaments in the air. "What's a griddlecake?" she asked. "Those are pancakes." he said. "No! God yes. I ate that once and couldn't finish my plate. Texture. It resembled flesh of walrus."

A crash of dishes and pans came from the kitchen.

Lady spoke into her sleeve, "Thank you, I'm happy I let you order." She sat up squeaking in her part of the booth, taking a look around the faces of the rest stop. Another crash of sheet metal on tile. Both now peering to the kitchen that scrambled behind large silvery towers. Neither understood Spanish chatter.

It would only be a few more miles to the border, 26 perhaps. Barney went over the map in his head, following the vein of highway left for them to travel. He stared into the orchid tabletop pattern in his field of vision. Outside the large windows the morning was young enough to expect good time on the stretch ahead. After this meal it would be the final leg of the trip. Finally across, barney could then be on his back relaxing for once in his life with Lady.

Breakfast was placed before the two with a clank of the plates by their waitress in green stockings and apron. Barney watched the waitress write up the total, tear the bill from her pad and place it over the orchids. "Switch?" he asked Lady. "I'll just have one, you take the rest for me." She said as her fork and index finger pieced apart the smallest of the cakes.

Barney sat in silence to the image before him. No invisible weight to sag her confident shoulders, or a medicated haze in the face unlike the others he had loved. It was a rebirth. Now well on her way to the hands of human hearts that would nurse Lady for health's sake. Barney very much wished for those hands to be his, but this was the best he could manage.

She looked at him, "Barney, don't you go one minute in your life -from now on -without knowing-- realizing I'm different because of what we've made it through ... and all that shit ... And this has been the biggest thing between me and you, okay? We are me and you because of it. So thank you, if I haven't said it already." Barney held the coffee mug warm between his sandpaper grip, and looked to her glow. "Enough to light a cigarette if I could." he said. She mimed lighting one in her mouth and blew the smoke in his face.

The kitchen was resettling now, the morning was getting younger.

- 2007

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