deep into 4/20 and he hadnt written anything for it

                                                              Not A Blessed Thing

it might have been that he was terribly disappointed the dusty bud he found wrapped in tinfoil lost its Wowie 

bud waondering around without its THC is like an old man without his pants crepeskin legs stretchedout whitey tighties cuz they were cheap at Kmart and there wasnt a soul interested in seeing him in his underwear or naked 

before his wife died they were married 66 years hed walk into their bedroom after a shower in only his briefs and his wife would growl at himroll her eyes truth was he did the same for her when he caught her dressing before the mirror on her vanity in her bra and panties

they growled for 66 years until she was called away 

their growling and prowling gave them nine children

they survived four of their children 
                                     and each death rapped their skullstapped their spines shrank them  and then three of their grandchildren died

she was beside herself  That wasn’t supposed to happen to us, you and I, we weren’t supposed to outlive our children, our grandchildren; they were supposed to bury us. Moja kohana, I can’t, I can’t do this no more.

just before their third grandchild died she told her sister over the telephone  You tell Ania, you tell your sister I’ll see her soon.

his wife died thirteen days after their granddaughter

thats what bad bud gave him

had it been good bud

                       had he been ragingtopped off with THC  like a good head on a beer his old man told him that a raw egg in a beer always gives you good head he might have reimagined relived the night in San Francisco when he was a bit too drunk and got a bit too frisky with a Chinese girl who sported a scarcely concealed rack – something he didnt see every day – who took exception to his drunken ogle who took exception to him calling her Oriental -- all the countries fled his head -- who pulled some kungfu shit on him and kicked his ass in the bar off the Fairmont lobby

rather than her clobbering him  with good bud he imagined rather that they made nice and on the elevator ride up to his room she let him motorboat her against the mirrored wall locking her hips in between his wrists as he gripped the railing 
         

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