Thursday, May 9, 2019

dynamical cat


Do you mind dynamical cat? I am trying to make something happen.
Monday happen.
Is it even Monday?
Well yes it is, because I say so. And when I say Monday I think it is the first day.
And I know you are the young man who I spoke to yesterday.
I showed him the Promethea novel I was reading, where I was up to.
(I am pulling a coil)
You liked it. And I wanted to give it to you then and there.
But it was a Monday and I wasn’t quite finished with it.
But don’t think I don’t notice you with your paw on my pen.
You are hardly discreet.
What I write will happen. Then you can take the novel.
I am writing you into it now.
And don’t you want to see how it ends?
I like the ending to have happened before I did so I can feel like it preceded me.
(sensation of filling up)
really It is a matter of husks. I am making and filling husks.
I once thought there would be no more Mondays after the fall of the tower.
Well there is. But Mondays are not always on Mondays.
In polite societies they will ask one and other ‘is it a Monday for you today?’.
In more forward societies they will say ‘I beg to differ, it is a Friday. I’ve got that Friday feeling’.
I wasn’t quite ready to go out in the rain as there is a time for everything.
It is just whiplash so dry your eyes Sunday girl.

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