The first sword of escrima does not run

The first sword of escrima does not run – literally – for those who know me know my old saying “ I don’t run because I an vain and I look like shit when I run. That’s why I learned to fight. “ An old friend of mine recently divorced with a 6 year old boy lives a few blocks from me. Her boyfriend was out of town.  I get a panicked phone call saying “ I think someone is trying to break in.” Now a reasonable man who is currently without his truck would say. “ Call the cops.” Remember I said a reasonable man. Not the sensei, he had to run. Cause the sensei lives for silly cheap heroics. So I bolted there. And if anyone was trying to break in. There were scared off by the 6’3 inch, chain smoking man, held together by duct tape and prayer, mass of screaming warrior poet howling a line of profanity that bordered speaking in tongues. Obviously there was no intruder and my friend chuckled. If there was an intruder I most likely would have collapsed upon him, immobilizing him until the authorities arrived. Now that I have my breath and I am settling in with a beer. Life is good. I can’t feel my lower extremities and my nipples can cut glass. But still the old man still got it. Whatever it is I’m not sure. And I am going to spend the rest of the evening not going into the light. Cheers.

CHESS

CHESS - From Love and Monsters by Scott Ferrara
MINOTAUR -

What do you know of chess Thesseus? It might save you someday. Hell, it might save of all. We’ve been locked in the story for so long, what part are you missing? The rook are hate, straight forward and brutal. The bishops are fear. They slip in, do their damage and slip away. The knight’s deceit the sneakiest piece on the board.... The queen is indifference the opposite of love and the king is love, the piece on which the whole game rests. The pawns are people so easily wiped out by the emotions. In chess there is a winner and a loser. The winner gets the spoils and the loser lies hurts in some way. So the only way to truly win is to get a stalemate, where there is no winner, no loser and love is left. There is a war thesis between the brutal and the gentle, the savage and the civil. The winning gambit, the ideal stratagem is to strike a balance between them. Don’t tear yourself in two. End this. Let them go back to the ocean. If I kill you, only our positions will change. You’ll be the monster and I will be the hero and I will kill you for a century or two. I’ll tip over my king and you’ll have victory if you want it. Icarus will still fall into the sea, you will ruin an abandon Ariadne on a island after she gave up everything to save you. And your father will throw himself into the sea when he sees your ship fly a black sail. Why odes it have to end that way? Running wax, burnt feathers, tears and curses. Why can’t you stay with her and keep her love? Naxos, the isle of abandonment is a long way away. Aren’t you tired? I’m so tired.

And with that,
He tipped over his king.

the heirophant - a request

they say it is the holy show




this wisened charlatan



borrowed plummage upstart crow



as hand sleights slighted began



the keeper of this oratory



fills the baskets with poor invites



tell them an olden story



and promises devine delights



always hungry always smiling



it never eats or cooks



snapped by the metal curve reviling



the toungue with thousand hooks



cause is it luck or fortune gold



heaven's gifts he relates



fate may favor the bold



but forgets her unfortunates

Beginnings

Writing and fighting, and love itself still cannot love as much as I.