i ring the door bell twice
the door opens
there is a boy maybe 4 5
he smiles at me
rustled ***** blonde hair
blue eyes shining seeing into me
knowing me in the basest truth
as only children can know
"Hi. Welcome. Hello."
all rapidly said so politely
i step inside
the house is not too large
not small by any means
this porridge is just right
he leads me in as one who
leads a child to
the den well furnished
the father sits in his chair
watching the boy gratefully
the boy buzzing with
the energy of new company
leaps onto the couch and
announces himself
"My name is Demetri. Nice to meet you.
Welcome to my home. What is your name?"
"Sam"
"Hey, Sam, nice to meet you, Sam."
he flips off the couch grandly
grabs my hand and shakes violently
"Nice to meet you, Sam. Im Demetri.
Welcome to my home. Please, please.
Sit, sit."
He pulls me to the couch
I sit so my arm is not dislocated
he lets go wrist hurting
not the strength of a
4 5 year old boy
a well developed boy well spoken
i look to his father who
watches son lost in amazement
proud as can be as should be
the boy is again in my ear
"What brought you here, Sam? Did you
want to see my house? Did you wanna
see my legos? I got a lot of them. I like
building spaceships. I wanna build a real one.
Hey Sam, you wanna build a spaceship."
no idea how to build a spaceship
"Im here to speak with your father, little guy."
"Really? About what? Huh? About what?
Do you bring things to people? Like presents?
Do you have a present? I think I know
what about. You have a present for my dad.
Is that it, Sam, do you have a present?"
im both annoyed and fascinated
simultaneously by the boy
annoyance why father
has not said something
leash this dog muzzle
however
fascination buzzing by simple fact
i did have something for his father
a present
for the father to keep forever
for the boy to find later

five cars drive along
following the first car
the first car leads
slowly
the others end to end
two three four five
inch along
the second car impatient
bumps the first car
the first car stops dead
the man driving the first car
leaps out to attack the man
in the second
in a second
the first and second
fight roadside
the third car drives by
slowly
watching in horrormazement
but fleeing for own safety
at a safe distance
the fourth car does the same
the fifth car back
seeing all unfold
approaches scene seen
on the left
the fifth car stops dead
the man driving the fifth
draws his four fifth
and murders the first and second
in a second
the fifth car drives away
quickly
one two three four five
fled the scene

a soulless ******* they called me
call me
thats the echo that follows me
swallows me
hollows me
and in the end
thats the echo that modeled me
hand raised, fully blazed
for the moment mischief called on me

a soulless ******* she called me
then she never called me
words she used mauled me
in reverse
the words she used to use enthralled me
thats why i gave all of me
but its not all me
all about me
and so
simply
no

wash away these deeds with hand soap
hindsight twenty twenty
how about hindsight through a telescope
but
think hope
think in proses
think there it all goes

Let the spirits pour!
Sip and **** until you are sore
until you cant anymore
go ahead break me
make me poor
that lady liquor
that *****
In the mouths of every man that comes through that door
and the crowds roar
calling
"encore"
"give me more"
"take me to nowhere but the floor"

i made a bet with myself
nobody won
but i lost
double or nothing i say to me
double or nothing it is, i reply
i won
again

sitting
watching out my passenger window
the green-gray storm cloud approaches
blanketing me from blue sky
it is hot, sweltering
sweat pours out of my pores in scores
the ragged shoes on my feet
are too tight
they bite
with holes for my toes to see daylight
or rain
a gray bird flutters by the window
to give a brief yet beautiful bellow
a fleeting hello
and as a passer by the bird passes by
to be seen for only a second
but never a second glance
that i had some place to be
as quick as that bird
yet no place is where i find myself
just sitting
watching out my passenger window
the green-gray storm cloud motions
the percussion section

You must not leave so soon
my friend, I say, my friend
for there are things we have yet to do
But I must be gone by days end
my friend, my dearest friend
to never return again
I will yet hope for your return
my friend, i say, my friend
for times with you in my mind are burned
We shall see what future holds
my friend, my dearest friend
till then soak in the days of old
What is the reason for your parting
my friend, i say, my friend
is the ambition in your nature starting
I am sick of swimming in this soulless grease
my friend, my dearest friend
i simply seek a soul at peace