InThe morning. The creaming screaming outright laughter. All about last nights tricks, it all cums out. Sliding as it does by juices in how much longer does he have to live. I am bewildered by all the runoff I see on the news about what happens outside of this bubble, putting the blame on no one.  Or on U. A little bit off his nut.

My desk is I have no desk. TheJeep StillWorks In my bag (I don’t carry it around, I keep all the cameras riff raff, I have eliminated with most of it strat it in the bag to prevent myself from shooting video with that thing. I don’t film for focus. I don’t film for fools, i don’t film like the storefront picture perfect le ching then they sat on the wooden silences of you mean we can make it what we want, yes. I encourage it. We are now creating a stroyboard for a video shoot that is exploring what it means to live in the new South, the Old South, and there is not a sliver of awareness what any of it means. it means it means you hold your cum because multiple parties of gentlemen will want to see it, and they will see it. As always the big graph paper we use to plot out what goes on in the story of the thing, there will be advocates for perhaps a little 2much fucking sex, and I am compelled as the current censor, a term thrown around the group get over it. What you might accept even as play, there’s an acknowledgement as okay and validation in terms of how I can put my name to that, it’s the attachment of the pig to the pulpit. I am sick 2death of hearing their stories of priests and the kind that just wanted to fuck you bent over but don’t remove the robes it explodes from there into any variety of a full-blown fetish.

I explain that full leather doesn’t have to be washed like typical clothing which is not an endorsement of anything they can be quite confrontational, and all of it is a testing, have I ever had a cock in my mouth and what did it taste like your first time, not unlike the hole is slightly like vinegar. We are making a big deal out of what we are going to film around Thomas Wolfe’s Look Homeward Angel Angel the real thing. The one the book is about fucking jesus there is a pain surrounding Doubting Thomas, and the objects he sees he will make use of. Perhaps a camera. This is where I step in.

Baby, look at me. I want to see your face because it’s expressive and tells me fucking everything I want to know and a little of what I don’t want to know.

Know. Know.

I know nothing but fog and time and oncoming headlights. They’re doing sex work to survive. My focus is different now okay we take the photograph as often, a suggestion as an image depends on what we might find or discover of greater talent lurking in a homeless shelter and it was better to get paid for it on the street and in playtime you fuck with cops. Cop after cop. Fog and time.

The map of this shoot is being tortured by towels around bums and they are all dripping wet and puddles, and here let me have that cuz, Dude, you got us going up the stairs where I specifically called for going down.

I shrug.

This will grow into an entire day but they get huffy, and I’m just a failed writer old and useless and what did I think about how big the SLRs are and I press my GoPro bible at them to get them to see that not all of hollywhat Hollywad is about is a complete and utter replication of different selves in our second selves and all the other selves we drag along the happy trails pulling boxloads of antiretrovirals with ropes we’re walking talking of death to death, a past in syndication, Dinosaurs MainstreamFilms.

They always want to play with you even as they get you marginalized again and again they play you and they play you basically everyone disappears and it gets old and then you do it again they think we are pussies but there is an endurance you have or you don’t.

Filled with poetry and what the fuck can you do with it it all depends on luck. And did you hit all the right notes to get some 14YearOld to go spend your time in theatres in the dark and selling various pharmacies of  whatever color you like in, So Mrs Lincoln, How Did the rest of the play go smile, you idiot, smile.

I never smile what the fuck.

Selling stuff to Drummer was a rush especially from Key West. I had no idea who these people were. South of Market hoes. The rest of it has to film some footwalking on different backgrounds like the size of one thin dime begging with cups we pound upon the sidewalk.

I have seen Mexican child beggars picking over the beggar bone and home was the ruins of a nunnery. The wind blew in cold and darkly RazorSharp version of a shifting blue.

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It’s a dog following you home and you cannot get rid of it and daddy has a home, oh, costarica, it just keeps following you and you never listen.

Home the home base of home the vehicle base in the backback Venom WeSqueeZemIn.

Then the snakes. Preachers hold them upside down okay I know a Baptist Evangelical tattoos the snake people with the hissing viper wants to stick its teeth inside your head.

Which is where the American South lives with take down the monuments to racism and hate and maybe we need those snake reminders to memorize what they have as history the moments do come when there is a space for them and these kids are another ghost of that. It stings. I might do cards sitting on the angel’s wall that surrounds the angel with so many second selves, do we really want the South to win. SweetMaryOfJesus.

Nondisclosure agreements you make while keeping your big mouth shut you don’t know what it’s about because you’re stupid, or why would you or anyone be dancing all night in the South’s version of Round them up.

Wars have erupted. Over less.

We need to go to the confederate bone yard. It is forlorn, worn down, covered in mold and mildew and looked like ancient artifacts of a nothingness lent to the flagpole stuck in the middle of it.

If Fishes Were Wishes. Fast cars and whores. I told you not to move to Los Angeles, Charleen, but you never listen.

Charleen only had one retort. I got some red ones today, yesterday was yellow and Denny’s in a dark corner where you can get ten times what that other fool got but some cops will wash their hands of you because they have guns and they will shoot you and cum in your face live at five and spot lights in helicopters I don’t know any of these bad people who are ripping off any reading audience with more marketing of whatthefuckEVER. Would call what we do as reprehensible scumbags Let Them Eat Cake. It was a bad policy for the Queen to open her mouth. She was trouble. We will take our cameras and explore the old courthouse and hope they don’t shoot us dead.

Charleen pours more sugar into her coffee than either fog or time. She eats a donut has a cigarette. She lights a joint. Who rolled this.

I hung my head.