Across the street horrendous shirtless, a man with a hand missing
Out of the slum, pants down over the knees dick exposed
Mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water
Neck as stiff as a sun dried rag
He walks to the edge of the road
his knees kick up as he attempts to cross the road
Jolting legs like an electrocuted robot trying to march
People in their cars pass by shocked by this poor man's display
No longer in control of his body
As I pass him by I see the pain in his face
The exhaustion and the confusion
As he comes down from his drugs
The hours of abstinence await
Eye squinting migraines and deep chronic aches
There are no charitable drug dealers
So he will have to rob with one hand
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