Thursday, November 9, 2017

i didn't hear any more about jasper, or from jasper, and i didn't really expect to. i think at that age i wouldn't have been listening either and probably would have climbed a near tree and smoked a skinny joint toots sweet to escape any oldie trying to reach me. yeah, there's just some stuff we got to do alone, or with some other delinquents, ha-ha. one good thing, he's not smoking that paraquat tainted reagan era ditch weed i burnt in my young brain. i think about those lost days and smell the bygone air, redolent of burning leaves.

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