*friday*
(“my 32nd birthday’)
(“homeless in NYC”)
(i got sloppy last night)
(after making enough money busking under the arches)
(i bought $15 of cocaine @ bleecker + macdougal)
(from an obnoxious black drug pusher who wouldn’t leave me alone)
(thought i was getting a deal)
(but there’s no clean way of snorting lines of cocaine out in the open)
(much like cannabis you need a bowl)
(and wacaster broke my bowl the night before)
(that i bought on macdougal street for $8)
(a deal the indian clerk cut me from $10)
(their cheapest bowls)
(now cheryl will pick me up from newark penn station @ 2pm)
(so all i need is $2.75 for the PATH train)