Do Not Share
The public is enough for a while. Did time
all fated weekend.
Which was fun until he
taps me on the shoulder to come with him.
We’re going to his car so I can have some-
thing. My
request. He asks if I want any
therapy and I say yes (nobody witnessed).
Bang on window. Bang
on lap. Assume
calm. Drive (an
hour? less? more?).
A
story that pokes as it fools. Then watches
while we are enlightened.
Much discussion
about my insistence.
I’m tired of new dev-
elopments and sleepiness. Get back home to
discuss no results from my side hurting and
being open to being slapped is after a while
(not the knuckle-headed assumption) sapped.
