my favorite time to go out.
is without doubt, late at night (or early in the morning).
some chums on stoops. getting loopy, and wiggling like al dente pasta under a firm fork.
clasps, throwing daps, passing grass.
liquor lights until the wee hours, flickering and coaxing me into them.
i went to the park today.
walked the loop, found a few paths that struck me fancy.
you cant even hear the traffic from most parts of the park.
not even a little.
i meant to have some alcohol to abuse in the bush.
money is tight.
it was still decent.