the park

debris floats on fountain’s water while homeless girls in tank tops….trampstamps take dips among plastic bottles…candy bar wrappers..duck shit…

Boys on the side…watching…comparing war stories of vagabond glory…drugged dazes….the smell of spice floats…

and cops peddle through…a look to the corners where bj’s are given for a pack of smokes….inflation…

old drunks taking naps….claiming territory….mark your spots gentlemen….

soon night will fall…


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