He lived with Her until  she couldn’t stand it so

she relocated him to a room in an old house next to a

gas station …

…..

that house was consumed in flames one night in

defense – he said – of the

FBI lurking outside his

window …

…..

the court said he did it on purpose …

“Why would the FBI be there … ?”  they

asked …

…..

they called his demons

arson …

…..

they relocated him to the

county lockup for 60

days …

…..

after that, he took a

test …

…..

he passed with flying

colors … !

…..

they told Her he had a

schism of sorts …

…..

some kind of

void

in the area of his

pre-cognition …

…..

so he was relocated to a room half way between

Her life and the flames of his

past …

…..

that new place had some greatness to it

but eventually –

because of a variance of gender,  his curious desire

to peer through windows in the

darkness of night,

 his perverse intent,

his inability to

attach …

they couldn’t stand him any longer …

…..

once again he was

relocated …

…..

after that, he lived in four walled singularity

where he found peace

in the world of his schism

and the gloominess of his

void …

…..

She visited him

frequently …

…..

they laid about watching the

light while

sleeping …

…..

few words passed between

them …

…..

She gave him

sustenance …

…..

he accepted her gifts with

bland acknowledgement …

but

after death consumed

Her

his needs festered and

grew to phantasmagorical

proportions …

Desperate to satisfy his

need

 he stole

Time

from his

landlady …

…..

he milked it from the

telephone during her

numerous but

brief,

trips

away …

…..

of course she discovered his

deception …

…..

he hid behind his

deceit

but

it’s easy to see lies when they stand

naked

in the

middle of a

room …

…..

her hatred boiled

over …

it shattered his roomed

confinement …

…..

she couldn’t stand to be

around him  any

longer…

…..

she hated the air he

breathed …

…..

she gave no

succor

to his

loneliness …

…..

so,

she vanquished him from the

four walls she sold

him …

…..

she banished him from her

brick

Victorian space

and

when he turned his

back

she

burned every vestige of his

life in the front

yard …

…..

she watched with calm

detachment while every

remnant

of his history rose up in

flames and black

smoke …

lost forever to the

destiny

that awaits us

all …

…..

another death had

overtaken

him …

…..

another relocation awaited

him …

…..

Now, he lives within the

fire and the

demons

he could not

fight …

…..

he lives inside the

void

of the

schism

he fell

into …

…..

through windows into

darkness

he seeks

nothing

that can be

found …

…..

he’s a sad and lonely

little boy

who’s

lost somewhere in

time …

…..

an old and toothless man

who

wanders inside

rooms

within the

fractures of his

mind …

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