profile of a human

profile of a human

Nation or Liquid
or
Doug
is this short black guy
buff as all hell
a club kid
w/ hair greased up into fauxhawks and devilhorns, who's
moving through life in Cassady time
sold &
taken
too many
exes and gees
; he's older than he looks
and from the suburbs
New Trier in fact
but you won't know it
unless you were yourself

everywhere he goes
he takes an acoustic
guitar in the sidecar
in a case a girl left at my house
and once planted
plays nothing but
roots rock from when we were toddlers
Peter Himmelman, the Boss, that goddamn Phil Collins song

he hasn't slept in days and just left my house with another 200mg of amph
over the weekend he's traded 8 fo a couple fistfulls of ones
wherever he is they're wearing shiny shirts
and the table is a sand mandala of old pharms

i was always a shitty dealer
even when it was real drugs
eight years ago a girl I wanted to fuck OD'd off some prescription
I found out from her Mom when I called to
ask her out to an Acumen Nation show at the Metro
she was knocked out for about a week and we never talked again
through graduation
doug'll be fine though
he frosts his cereal with xanax and
if he makes it through the night
i can keep on with a free conscience