Divested (Californy stop)

" Iran has never responded with such force to previous attacks, including many covert Israeli operations on its soil, or 

 the US assassination of the powerful Quds Force leader Qassem Soleimani in Iraq in 2020." 

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silence after a jubilant sunset from mount tabor

Deep silence of the woods carless, peopleless, and windless still 

Has something happened I ask myself, not looking at the news 

Glad for respite from the day

Sick from people in general

And our stupid, incompetent ways 

OJ----never watched his murder saga, neither 

It wants to captivate attention

To rent cars or to juice racism 

I. Don't. Care. 

I'm divested, I can write from my 

Solitude surrounded by a shield of Douglas fir allies 

I can smile at photos or humorous things I wrote stoned thirty years ago 

Or be pleased critical with minor successes in the arts over the years 

We're still nobodies on a drowning inundated map 

I got hit by a car as it rolled thru a stoplight this afternoon

I had the crosswalk light to proceed, the car having just come off highway 205 acted like it was stopping 

It was an act, the California stop they call it

A nice car with a upper middle class Asian lady about 70 years old 

She had a passenger too what the fuck lady

I pounded my left fist on her hood as she kept moving forward 

I felt I was going to dent the steel I pounded so hard, pointing 

To the crosswalk signal with 4 seconds still counting down 

There was error and confusion at all my shopping experiences, too 

Now some idiot shushes his dog on the tennis court it's one am 

A stick dropped on the asphalt 

Bad fido 

The breeze hasn't caught its wind yet, sneaky midnight tromp

I'm the fly on the wall literally 

My BB pun close by but in a zipped bag, a sock puppet napping 

I went to a thrift store today jean shopping 

Nothing my size of interest I bought some sporty slacks but after trying them on in my storage I decided to return them 

Skintight and wrong, wrong, wrong 

The very small store had a smattering of browsers, the radio ran an ad for California psychics, 

When You Need Certainty was its pitch, California Psychics

A man made a joke about it to the room, I joined in it's redundant, right 

Looking at overpriced worn boots for $99, surely they jest 

Danners or not too'spensive and scuff city 

More bonk bonk from the not silent one dog night show 

I hear you creep 

I've had it with yesterday now gotta stop vexing 

Let the holy land sort out their own rodeo no harm no foul my bike uncrushed, my dignity burnished 

I just rode away 

Turned the cheek 

Climbed the hill 

Ate my grub went bed before ten 

Two months and not a drop of beer 

Not a puff of weed 

Taking things in stride 

Even the teenagers on repeat I got a mosquito in my ass 

As dusk marbles the sky crimson magenta pink, 

You get what you pay for kids.