That's Me On Top Helpless!

That's Me on Top Helpless!My birthday is never a good day anyway. It usually comes on me like a bad lab report (Gemini creeps into the western sky, charts under his arms, delivers the news, "Pssst...you've still got it...the drugs are no use...life is the big dose") and last June I turned 31 in L.A. and proved I could get lower than that. I couldn't have done it in any other city nor without the help of another frayed mind, and I would have let go of my anxiety over it long ago except...