Friday, March 4, 2016

johnny told me this story once.
he had some cigarettes
black ones, the clove kind

and he decided to have one
in his backyard. cause
he thought he was alone.

his brother came outside
and said, is that a fire cracker?
and he said, you know what, yeah.

i don’t know why, but it makes
me laugh.  thinking about it. 
seven, eight lifetime later.

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