tells me she's smoking weed again.
she has her lava
lamp
out and poster of janis joplin
on the wall.
just a joint
in the morning, she says,
and one at might to help
me sleep.
great, i tell her.
i'm sure your lungs and brain
are thrilled
with that.
what?
she says.
coughing into the phone.
i'm having trouble with my
cognitive reasoning
and memory
lately, she says,
picking a seed
out of her teeth.
do you think it's related to the dope?
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