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watching Mike         
late at night    
Fort Bliss          
our barracks         
the vacant sergeant's room         
           
his face  
in the light from his candle         
(a Virgin Mary votive from    
 a little shop in Jaurez)         
holding  
his tiny Pyrex beaker  
over it         
"majored in chemistry", he says         
dissolving his heroin               
      
Jeff and i bum a little            
roll it into our joint            
(the grass we get down here is so poor)               
the brown powder makes the joint sputter           
(but it works just fine)            
               
the vacant sergeant's room...            
          
i come here to sit, to write                
to fuck some guy i met at the PX            
to come down from acid            
to listen to Jeff play his guitar                
(his hands, his fingers as they move)            
to watch Mike                
slowly            
carefully            
dissolving his heroin            
          
      - - -          
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Written by rayheinrich (Death Plane for Teddy)
Published | Edited 22nd Jan 2013
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