Adam David a Creative Nonfiction

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PREFACE


This is difficult. However, in deference to the wish, I have tried.
I wish merely to warn readers to take with a grain of salt what
I will claim in the work, for reasons explained here.

- the author




I. CONFESSIONS OF A MAN

I'm the guy every time. So far, I've been saying it's funny, like a rush
orgasm. It's morally reprehensible, evil, old, and stupid. She confronted
me about my indiscretions, reminded me of wife/girlfriend/mistress routine.
"Why?" she asked. An empty bottle hit my head. "Why?"

"Why? I shot back. "How can you be so mad after a lovely evening?" I excused
myself and left her alone. Needed the moment to process the incident: drinks,
down and dirty, saying yes, saying no, belittling love, good, bad, in bed a replacement.
These aren't a big deal. Conscience clear. Truly sad my girl never understood that.




II. O STREAM

My first whole memory: a woman damp, idle, washing clothes. My first wishful
thought: I wanted women. Years later, I stirred, desperate, my voice heavy,
faded. Everything changed. Identified, the mystique died. The horned beast
of love registered between Aphrodite in flesh, bone-strong, inescapable,
hopelessly captured by it, but stuck on one: one channel, one slot.

Anna, Julie, Leni, the Bitch years later, all memorable; Marissa,
Janice, and Lorraine Anne, fuzz readily ripped, the organ used;
Jaclyn, Marsha, chicks; chicks Nova, Carmi; Maria Teresa, to me
the best, sure to delight, for short.

Wasn't our life sometimes a string of humor and frown?

The best stayed determined and went, like Jeanne - who stayed and suffered,
the drama low-stakes cliffhangers, cried and laughed and sucked cheap, disgusting,
yet so delicious, a prescribed pattern - and Julie, untimely letters promising cheer
with sheer, weep with mind-boggling force that hurts deep.

When faithful, lying wounds.




III. 101

There are occasions when the best way to deal with a problem is to
pretend ex is someone you loathe. Proceed with your plan. Demonstrate,
in some way, malicious pain.

You will give satisfaction. Play games. Two hours, countless times,
good and right, spread someone with you. Your foul behavior you
cannot deny. Deny everything to coming.




TO BE CONTINUED ...





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