me and crosby. 

we have not seen this boy since forever it seems last summer and now it feels like real summer though my body's like a just woke hibernating hairless bear. i had to ask his dad's name to introduce r. though i know him so well just from this place in summer moments. he's a sweet man, a manly but soft man, a builder of luxury homes in a dead market with kids in med school, one done, disillusioned by now. crosby's neurotic, he says. if they leave him he starts in eating his own leg. ay, me. maybe i shouldn't be saying all this stuff. 
oh, well as they say, he has good intentions,that's what they all say, 
and  we're all rather sweet and neurotic i guess, so coming to this stone water circle helps assuage our worried gnashing minds. 
so if you know marco tell him you saw this as i forgot to but maybe he has esp.