November 16, 2011

I close my eyes and I dream, I dream;
all I see are crackheads hoarding salt
and pepper in fast-food resturaunts.

Handfulls of the packets dumped
into white paper bags, with burgers
and fries and napkins too.

I stood in line next to one as
she shouted questions about food
orderings, frantic for meat.

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