soul caretaker

Soul Caretaker Saw him this morning a jute sack slung over his right shoulder and it was full of yet un-dead nightmares. He is the man who collects discarded dreams those we deny having thoughts that have seeped out of our dark interior when we have slept, all our sick thinking, unnatural sex with family and animals and limitless violence, sack was full cleaning up humanities excesses. In the morning papers, we read about dead children, husband shooting or stabbing his wife, his darkest dream has become an obscene reality. Without this man with his sack, we would be stabbing each other wading knee deep in filth and gore, but we are saved in our daily life as we can’t stop the leak, cracks in our soul- that a child drowned in a bathtub, and it happened when a mother lost grip of reality, this was not as she thought a dream How to explain that to the judge

something gained

Something Gained. The milkmaid had milky white arms, strong muscles rippled below the surface of her skin, asked if mine was big as a cow’s teats? She took it out stroked it and I had an instant erection, she laughed and masturbated me, and when I came I nearly fainted. I had been milked. It was a cold winter and I went into the barn often sometimes she was willing other times she chased me out. It was then I took up skating I was going to be the world’s best skater. A day I saw a man coming down the main road, first as a little prick then he grew bigger and bigger and his shadow had frozen to a lump of ice. The milkmaid left she was going to marry the milkman the one who drove around in the morning collecting milk for the dairy in the village, so, no more to get from her, had to do it myself. I was for quite taken with sex and noticed that cows too were females, The new district nurse came to listen to my chest as I had had Tuberculosis. We sat in the barn and suddenly she grabbed hold of my left hand and put it on her sex, she was very wet and had an orgasm... I think. She gave me a blow- job and it took years before anyone else did that. I heard the other farmers a Saturday when they were having a drink calling her slut a word I had never heard before, but disliked the sound of. When mother came back from the sanatorium my stay at the farm came to an end. I got a job as an errand boy, had a big bike. The ladies who lived in the posh part of town didn’t bother to shop and some were lonely and in need of a man, that was ok, but I disliked the biking around since they rang and wanted the grocery delivered by “the nice young man”.

Fulfillment of Dreams

Fulfilment of Dreams. Murder in Paris sounds so more romantic then murder in Oslo. (Where the hell is Oslo?) There was a young man in Norway who thought he could stop a dream by killing it, one would think he had never been a child; but then again perhaps he acted out his childhood dream but needed a political excuse. I’m one of those who do not believe, except infants are innocent, dark, devilish thoughts dwell in child’s mind too. The Psychopath – to say he is a terrorist is to give him a status- Breivik was anti-Islam and killed in the name of purity. The ignorant psychopath in Paris tried to kill laughter in the name of Islam which prompted a famous writer to say at Islam had a rotten core.... what rot! The killers fulfilled a dream of daring dramatic acts in the name of religion. And we must never stop laughing or let sick people stop us living.

comedians

Comedians Batman is alone in the rain Sits on a swing Moving to and thro reflecting upon life Why he has to be different A mask which covers his nose. Why can he not be like George Clooney Were a suit And be married to a lawyer? He wore a suit once it was brown But was totally ignored. It was only now that he wears A silly outfit Climbing walls and catching thieves He gets seen. “Clowns are born boring,” reflects As rain drops down His funny nose.

the Canine in us

The Canine in us. What dogs do to us humans I’m not in the habit of calling anyone darling or even worse sweetheart. It was a friend of mine who pointed out that these were names I used on my dog never using her proper name which was Bambi.. what a silly name but I thought nothing calling her darling loudly in a busy town. Dogs are not like us, the live along side, eat our food but they don’t understand what’s going on, not because they are stupid – tat too- but their world experience is different. Dogs find us human endlessly fascinating, think we lost the plot long ago and walk confused through the world. The only thing that keep dogs from not putting us in place is that we are expert at being evil, an emotion foreign to canines. So they do as told when we train them, although it makes no sense For a dog to sit and give a paw. A dog thinks its owner is stupid and when they get to adulthood take on the role as a protector and when it barks at someone walk passed our window it thinks it has saved our lives. Dog and humans deserves each other as they are equally daft, who on earth would call a dog Bambi?

Ambling Around

Ambling About. On my Sunday afternoon stroll I was overtaken by a lady who walked fast, but her winter coat belonged to a much older person. I guessed the lady was around forty, perhaps older never saw her face. she came fast upon me could have stuck a knife in my back., This worried me and I decided to always keep a fork in my back pocket. Where the road bends she disappeared, but I saw her coat hanging on the branch of a carob tree. I took the coat down, it was still warm, wondered where the lady had gone. She came out from some bushes with a toilet roll in her hand. I said. ”thought someone had stolen it,” helped her to put it on. I sneezed and she gave me a sheet of the roll, to blow my nose. Nothing more was said and she walked so much fast than me – middle class lady who went to the gym- She was around fifty, it would have been nice to have had sex with her under the heavy leaved tree- bird song and fluttering butterflies-, but I knew at my age I was never going to fuck anyone that young again.

words

Words Dubai Lumps of concrete Set in sand If you want to study Marine biology Don’t start with a tin of sardines Capital punishment Since we all are going to die It is not a penalty Shrimps are Insects of the oceans Why not we eat butterflies If all life is related Having the same origin Aren't we cannibals