my syringe is glued to a tourniquet while my
veins are on fire. I went to my dealer's today and i
saw a syringe identical to the one john used . i had
apache rose peacock front it to me . then i raced home
to try it on for size. as i tied the tourniquet
around my forearm i began to feel the fire rush thru my
veins. i rushed over to my cd player then the ghosts
knocked the cds off the shelf there i was crawling around
the floor looking for my blood sugar sex magik w/ my
syringe dangling from my forearm. i got angry and said
"mother fucker" to my ghosts for betraying me because
they were trying to keep me from getting in touch w/
the beauty that was about to surround me. then i
found my blood sugar sex magik , rose from the floor
and became calm again.put my blood sugar sex magik in
the player so it could release beauty and harmony.
then there was a knock on the door. the ghost told me
that it was anton the swan. when i looked thru the
hole they were correct. so i welcomed him to my domain
offered him some fire he accepted w/out hesitation. then
we began to play our game "cuddle". I never felt
more in touch w/ John. The true john. The End