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.
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