It’s 2AM, and it’s hot out, and the drugs
really starting to kick into my
neurotransmitters
So I hunt along the sidewalk, knowing
In my neighborhood, the dark, lonely spots
That they would have a community meeting
If they knew where they were and what
Was happening there, first alone then— not
And finally there is cum on the playground
Some kids fast asleep dreaming nightmares
And I’m back to the hunt on the sidewalk
There is this other place I go speeding away
Pass by the Baptist church and feel guilty
Right down the street there
Is a methadone clinic.
The opiate of the masses
I was glad I wouldn’t be using either this night
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