motor court pool party sunset bbq, beers in coolers, empties in crates, someone
put a mushroom in my mouth and i had no choice but to chew... ooh! felt fit
to puke but held it together by perching precariously on a high-backed
couch--keep yr mind off yr worries and they just step out. it all felt so
golden and innocent, warmly remembered even as it was unfolding, long seattle
summer run-up days w/ the sky a curious far north blue even as late as 10
o'clock, oh my god, i ate a mushroom...