A tall thin ungainly man slowly crossing the street in front of me captured my attention. At first, I thought him deep in thought, but behind his ear, a closed syringe. Like a cigarette. Open carry of paraphernalia threw me off. I reassessed. High as a kite. I wish I could blink away drugs and the problems they are intended to push out of mind. I feel restless right now.

Oct 6, 2018 at 12:26 PM
A tall thin ungainly man slowly crossing the street in front of me captured my attention. At first, I thought him deep in thought, but behind his ear, a closed syringe. Like a cigarette. Open carry of paraphernalia threw me off. I reassessed. High as a kite. I wish I could blink away drugs and the problems they are intended to push out of mind. I feel restless right now.
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