Please Just Leave the Weeds Be
Josefina= Daughter figure’s alter ego as an American Girl Doll relative to the spectrum of options of American Girl dolls’ character designs. She comes with a Jola coin. Costs more than $50 and less than $300 today.
All Basils correspond to states of being that Dad is. They exist in symbiosis with each other like a garden that is constantly dying one corner or another from an attack of something like a heavy foot walking through, rain or snow, maybe dog shit, yet the least of our issues are weeds. Weeds are actually welcome.
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The roughness of the corduroy quilt pets my face softly but strong enough to open my eyes.
The blanket whips off my body exposing me to the cold air. Energized from the lingering excitement from a joyous dream I can't remember the plot, but a small feeling gives me a boost. Feet are thrown into the air as I stretch my back and squish my toes in between the top bunks’ air mattress and planks of wood that the mattress is laying on. I like the pressure on my feet and keep them there as long as I can withhold the pain.
Like being squeezed by someone in the morning.. An abrasive kind of physical love I first felt from this bunk bed.
If you would like to feel this squishing sensation to extinguish your morning haze you can wrap yourself like a taquito really tightly in your blanket or invest in a weighted blanket. Or find a lover, they might be up to squeeze you.
I begin to get light headed from keeping my legs up so high and squishing my neck from lifting my body to tuck into the planks, and by tiny body plops down onto the bed some pillows fall off the bed probably. Though maybe not because my body was small I don't know if it would have enough force to make anything fly off my bed like that. I bet if I recreated this all now in that bunk bed with my big adult sized body it would make a pillow fly off.
I am alone in this room. I don't feel alone. I can basically see someone cooking through the wall where on the other side through a few layers of drywall lays the kitchen.
Big feet big FEET clip around as an intro beat leading into the following awakening lullaby…
Basil [Manjericão]: ♬♪“Acorda, Maria bonita. Levanta, vai fazer o café. Que o dia já vem raiando e a polícia já está em pé.” ♫
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X4
Basil [Manjericão]: Won't you come eat some breakfast now? I’ll make as many as you want. Flavor today is spinach. Look at these beautiful green pancakes. Lacey likes crepes, but we aren't familiar with crepes so they are all pancakes. As long as they can be flipped like this. EY tuca. Watch this.
F L I II P P I N G
SUNRISE BY NORAH JONES PLAYS AS THE PANCAKE FLIPS INDEFINITELY IN SLOW MOTION.
Josefina: Where’s the honey?
Basil [Manjericão]: Uh. Oh. It’s over here. I'm melting in the banho maria. Use that little bit over there first.
Josefina: Look at this one. Isn't it really good? I just love writing the letter A. I think it is so beautiful in cursive. It’s got a swing in its hips the way it sits. Like Ms. Denise. Ms. Denise looks a lot like the letter A. She just feels like one. Like a capital letter A.
Basil [Manjericão]: Shits. I burned the goddamn pancake. Trash. What a waste. Did you know I spent ten dollars on this flour? Gluten free my ass. Never going back to that store again. I mean how are we supposed to eat with those prices? Everybody over there is rich. Shittiest rich person store I have ever been to. Great fried chicken though. But it’s not gluten free.
Josefina: The Everhearts also bring it to the pool and I eat it when no one is watching. It’s like crack.
Basil [Manjericão]: What do you know about crack? You're too funny.
Josefina: It’s more of a feeling you know. Just like DRUGS .
Basil [Manjericão]: Oh, we don't mess with/
/Josefina: Look at my F. I think I almost know what my signature will look like when I grow up.
Basil [Manjericão]: Ahhh, yes that is a good F. Keep it up and you’ll make some great cards. We could sell it to Trader Joes. You could make a lot of money that way.
Josefina: Yes, I do have a few designs ready for them. You think we should just take it straight there or should we go to corporate.
Basil [Manjericão]: No, no, just, yeah take it there I think. They’ve gotta do something with it. I mean you’re just so cute and that F is just so professional. Just make sure you sign your name so when people buy them and then you get famous shortly they'll know they have something really good already because of that fantastic F in your signature. It’s only in your signature.
Josefina: Can I have another pancake?
Basil [Manjericão]: Your stomach has no bottom.
Josefina: I have a lot to do today. I'm going to Sears with Sophie and you know her family doesn't eat ever. I have to save up, fill up. Get full.
Basil [Manjericão]: They don't have any food?
Josefina: No, they do, they have so much food and an extra big room full of it too. But, they don't get hungry ever. I never see them eat. I think they only need to eat every two or three days.
Basil [Manjericão]: Imagine? We would save so much money. You eat like I did when I was 25, but you're like what five years old?
Josefina: Pai! I am six.
Never Dial 911
922
Basil as Oak (through the phone): I'm just low on money.
I’m broke and alone and broke.
I'm working on applying for some jobs. I'm doing a job down in the County of nowhere on a kitchen of someone who doesn't need a kitchen. They don't eat much just like Sophie’s family. The only reason they need a kitchen is because I need them to need me for the success of the kitchen. I should've gone to school for something.
Josefina: Yeah dad you really should/ do that if you think you should
/Basil as Oak: I might go back to school. I have some DVDs I’m going to try to sell. Some of them are really good, and I could make some really good money from them. I do like them though so maybe after I relisten to each one I will start selling them. Do you need any DVDs?
Are you eating enough? Did you see about the war?
Do you really are you done how old are when is the time will you come back
No, you won't.
But then how will
HOMECOMING
Homesickness exists for sure, but what is the purest most exact form of homesickness? –Is that really? Sick from the feeling of missing an intimacy of a primal infantile comfort. A feeling of a kind of extreme ULTRA INTRA-UTERINE STATE/HUG. Surprisingly, thanks to Freud, we are kissed with a somewhat sensitive feminine understanding of the fantasy of being at home. —-------------------------------------------------------This, in-utero, most primal form of being home, we cannot remember, but all know what that would be like… Yes? Remember? —-----We all know. It’s an impossible task to come home here. We won't fit. I argue the closest industrial scale uterus is a car. Maybe what makes us, me, you maybe?.., so sad about home is that it's kind of like political theory. Like a true pluralist democracy is an ‘impossible good’ to achieve and only really exists as long as we cannot perfectly achieve it.
A Home. not HO m E or hO M e or even home, but Home. is inconceivable/unattainable. The only way it can exist is on my paper now right in this pixel of your computer or this piece fiber on your paper. Home. is a fantasy and would die if I found it, if I attained it. It exists because I am not there. I might have been there at some point, but it wasn't this Home. when I was there that time either. It is only home now at this moment because I am here and it is there. Mapping to the uterus is a journey of implausible homecoming.
Josefina: I had a dream I was back in the Uterus, and the fridge was filled with gluten free waffles. And Basil went “ACORDA MARIA BONITA. LEVANTA VAI FAZER O CAFE. QUE O DIA JÁ VEM RAIANDO E A POLÍCIA JÁ ESTA EM PÉ”.
Monkey Bars: You should write a song about that. I love that so much.
Josefina: It’s already a song.
Monkey Bars: No, a song about having a dream with a song. Add in some reverb to make the hollow noisy feeling of the uterus.
Josefina: U start then.
Monkey Bars: uterus
Josefina: uterus
Monkey Bars: uterus
Josefina: uterus
Monkey Bars: uterus
Josefina: …..uterus
Monkey Bars: uterus
Josefina: …..uterus
Monkey Bars: …….uterus
Josefina: …….uterus
Monkey Bars: …… uterus
Josefina: ……….uterus
Monkey Bars:.............uterus.
Josefina:............................UTERUS.
Happy Homecoming! “Hoco”, I remember someone uncool once called it back in the day.
god jesus shit(s), I would have prayed everyday even harder as a kid if I only knew I would have to leave the nest like this. In this state.
Basil as a Bush: What is this? This is crap. Bosta. Bosta. I cannot believe you listen to this.
Josefina: I like this dad. Stop being mean. I love it’s everything to me let me express myself this is my expression i love them, their vibe understands me i swear
Basil as a Bush: The vibe is ass
Just kidding, Bush would never say ass, he was never like that. He enjoys more abrasive swearing becoming plural.
Basil as a Bush as Correction: You just know nothing good about good music. I’ll have to show you my collection again.
Lady Gaga Poker Face Begins to play super quietly on a super small ipod with the smallest speakers its a whisper of a screaming Poker Face poker face fu fu fuck her face poker face.
Are you taking other classes besides art?
Can can get another degree
In something, anything but.
Sailboats with the name
painted across it like
MORNING WOOD
Like a Harmony Karime masterpiece
Would sell like water here.
Minus the WOOD and add in
BLUE FISH YES
$$$
MORNING BLUEFISH
Are you coming back?
If you take a business class I think that
I think you would be
Learn to make those cards finally
You could sell them and
You could promise me you wont be poor
Poor is a bad world,
But financially stable and able.
Yes, not poor then.
Promise.
Nothing like me
You better
Basil as a Grass in Reality
—--------------------------------------------------11 PM on a fucking Thursday or Wednesday maybe Friday.
—--------------------------------------------------Holding my asshole in my hands
—--------------------------------------------------For you to not be stuck in my phone
—--------------------------------------------------I didn't even remember to pray
Whatsapp never fails me
WhatZAPP Zap ZAPy
Don't breathe
Replay it once more maybe you didn't get it
Oh,
I hope you had an easy dinner for this one
You're gonna want to throw up
You’ll never have wanted to be in-Utero more than now
Right now actually
Now is the worst
Tongue removed. Zap.
I kid it’s all just one really big heavy boot with a heavy gigantic foot inside of it ruining a bit of the bush the oak the basil and grass.
BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER PLAYS ON A SPEAKER 1000 X more powerful than the ipod that Lady Gaga played off of. Its softness is easily intense for anybody, but Basil as of recently especially cant take it.
Basil as in a piece of Rosemary: Give me a break. I just can't seem to catch a break with you. With anyone. The break is so small my hand is so stringy it just passes right through its holes whenever I get anywhere near it. It’s slimy and frictionless, an “impossible good”.
Josefina: You wouldn't think it’s a break if you already caught it. I bet it’s only a break because you don't have it. If you were to have a break for 6 hours you would already think of it less as a break. Like Home. Remember it?
Basil as a Christmas Tree: Can we not listen to Simon and Garfunkel? I'm sensitive to them and I'm crying.I am. Im balling my eyes out. I am. I'm washing the dishes and crying. Simon tugs at my heart with a heavy, sticky hand while Garfunkel chokes me dumb.
Basil as in Death. The stomping foot, rain and snow, and dog shit all came at once and the Basil couldnt grown any longer. I speak in third person because I am now a kind of a God. Not a God in any bureaucratic way, please don't pay much attention to me. Too much attention will kill any social standing I have up here. (You heard that right… UP here). …I'm a God in the sense that I died trying so fucking hard I had a passion for trying. But passion only gets you so far, it's pretty flakey when a shoe comes at you. Buy something more than just passion. Please. Take it from someone who’s up here. Take it as a tip God, but be weary I’m more of a god, than a God.
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Josefina: Benção
Basil as in an Elder: Deus te abençoe.
Clerical
Hospital BILL 4 a beheaded person $82,555
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Left Fingers Salvage Attempt $40,000
Half a Heart Trial $15,000
Latex Gloves, etc. $25,000
Lab Grown Friend for Stubborn Patient $2,555
Sorry, we basically tried too. This is the cost of a try. Thank god Basil didn't survive, imagine how much that would be! Please call the office to schedule a blood transfer from you to us. Basil ran us dry so in addition to payment we need your fluids. Can you also please draw up some super quick designs for our holiday hospice cards? Basil always talked about how good you would be at making those even said you studied it at a really fancy school.
