Same clothes been worn for days now…travel lite….don’t get weighed down….

Hotel sized toothpastes…tiny soaps….little bottles of shampoo…..smaller piece….

Loosies doled out for a buck …..menthol madness…How do we do it? volume….volume….volume…

And on every street corner….in every crevice…..stairwells….public bathrooms….in parks throughout Manhattan…..the burning of blunts….the stinky fresh smell of burning herb….? Kids…grown-ups….hip-hop clothed….fatigues as well….all burning leaves….

K2 freaks walking around Union Square… stragglers from the Needle Park days…mixed into playgrounds…ball courts…looking and looking and looking for a score…..stealing packets of sugar where ever they can find it..  McDonald’s…..Dunkin’ Donuts…making sweeps through the streets for junk….pills….methadone…..a sweet taste of something..

We’re all in search of something….a mission….a mecca. ..

It never ends…