Park Avenue in Reservoir Hill, Baltimore
(i gotta remind myself to photograph that Chrysler later)
cooling on my balcony after work one evening….
(Music: Woebegone || The Long Lost || Self-titled EP)
i saw two
of the sexiest homeless guys
while waiting in mcdonald’s today.
they made everybody in line
turn their heads.
at least i think they were homeless.
one had on sweatpants.
the other had on some really short shorts.
the kind with the split up the thigh
the devil in me licked his lips
and i convinced myself that i could get past the barefoot on fayette
body odor and unkempt bullshit
just because i came from the barber.
i grabbed my food
and walked out the door and
heard the one guy screaming at all the cars
JESUS IS LORD
so when i got on the bus
i had to repent.
i don’t know if it’s the walking
or if it’s the laughing
or the dining and
literally breaking bread
while sitting Indian style on the floor…
I don’t know if it’s long drawl of “chile”
or if it’s the magic in her headdress
but something about spending time [with etceterauniverse]
creates the most orchestral of sounds
and life becomes the dope at
this is the slow stroll home.
this is a bubble monster