he was twisting up a second joint 

                                     she was already blathering off the first                   

the grass was the shit and he rolled it fathitting his stride again like riding a bicycle

Youah youah really wanna hit a second

Fuck.  Yah.  in a thick Texas drawlthough she wasnt from Texas or had ever been

Awright I get it  Yawanna take the cow over the moon

The moon . . the moooo na

Hey Diddle Diddle

Cat. And the fiddle.  See? I ain’t too stoned.

Cant ever be too stoned  Aint like youll OD youll just drift with the tide an slide into sleep

I aint drifting anywhere . . .

You are

Whatcha talkin bout Willis?

Really Lets leave Diffrent Strokes to other folks

Maay be.

behind them played Electric Ladyland  theyd keep to Hendrix  he just changed out Are You Experienced 

he knew shed liked his records

 

Say we give it twentyminutes halfhour

Why?

Because were talkin  ya start in on something  anya go away from it   Then ya start something else

I’mm a . . thinking.

Bout which thought

Huh?

Yasaid you were thinking  I asked which  which were you thinking about  Thatthat ya started an fizzled out  or whatcha started new

 

That’s how I think when I'm high.

I follow I gotcha

Acc tually  I have two thoughtstwo kinds.

Im listening

Two.

Yasaid  An the little dog laughed

Huh?

To see such fun

Dog?

An the dish ran away with the spoon

Oooh. Yah.  I gotcha, the cat and the fiddle.

Hey Diddle Diddle 

                     Two thoughts  asya said 

Huh?

Yasaid two thoughtya have two thoughts

Ohyahright. Two.

Yasaid

Yes. I’ll elaborate . . this is some really good weed.

Thank you I save it for special occasions

Am I a special occasion?

You know you are

she wrinkled her nose she and her sister had the same kind of nosetheir mothers nose lucky girls to sidestep his beak

Thought I might be.

You are Fill me in on your thoughts

Yeesss ss. he didnt think it was a Texas snake

And

And . . two . thoughts. 

                         One's a javelin . . the other’s a boomerang.

Ah . . 

. . Yasee, doncha?

I do

The javelin’s gone, hurled it, it disappears into the sky. But, maybe, yah, no, yah, eventually, the boomerang comes back to me.

he tucked the second joint a real fattie into his shirt pocket

he stood up

sitting on the couch she weaved trying to stand up with him

Easy girl

Youah . . going somewhere?

Gimme a moment  I thought Id go look for one of your javelins while you wait here for a boomerang to return

Aww, Dad . . . you’re funny!

1241,  Monday,  19  10. 20

0012 or 1212, Thursday,  22  10. 20

The Dramatics  Whatcha See is Whatcha Get  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgG6SU8L-dI