josh

josh clears his throat repeatedly.

starts quiet, slowly gets louder, than even louder. He seems to do it during moments in serious films. or during your favourite part of a song, when your trying to read. starts quiet, gets louder, than completely out of control. it never seems to stop, almost loops

is it intentional? no one knows.

he gargles coffee in the morning, says fuck off instead of thanks, but winks with a smile at the same time while clearing his throat.

he’s clever, he wears vests, he’s got power. his hair is thinning but only at the back, he has no middle name.

he winks, he jabs, snaps his fingers simulating funk tunes and sings along only when listeners don’t know what song he’s snapping. he’s go the knack of arm wrestling in inappropriate moments. he avoids white paper_he prefers cream.

all this while, he’s clearing his throat.

as you read this he’s clearing his throat. he refuses water, he says it’ll pass.

when he sleeps, kisses, whistles: he’s clearing his throat.

he buys cheap phones that crackle. while the phone crackles erratically, he’s clearing his throat.