lion jane he mentioned he was having an anxiety attack. i told him, hey, i'm going to shower myself in the shower why don't you come in with me? mm, he pondered. or, maybe, i said, just come in, sit down, talk to me. my mom used to. well i got in and sure enough, he came in, sat down, we talked, me every once in a while poking my head out to see how he was doing. afterwards, i suggested apples to apples, sounding ridiculous trying to explain the silly game. he pulled out the last of the marijuana, we smoked, and when the leaves were gone, balled up the resin and smoked that. silly times, silly game & i think it worked. we put the cards away, i stretched out like a lion on the sheets my hand awkwardly pushed towards my thigh he came back in, touched my shoulder, kissed me, here or there, pet me like a lion or a peach. 070820 ... crOwl beautiful... 070820 ... ... ... 071021 what's it to you? who go blather from