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his 1st trip to vegas -
trailers
all in rows
browns pinks greens
trees and grass
parched yellow
sloppy stone
grey gardens
he could tell what they were into
each trailer
he walked past
each had
each and every one
one corner
of one shade
slightly
tilted up
he imagined a single eye
in each
each and every one
kept metals in piles
copper aluminum brass
behind rusted
cars
covered in sun
beaten and wind
torn
blue tarps
they stopped
knocked
on the door
the door
with tape across the cracks
on the window
the door
opened
they talked fast
rushed them in
eyes darted
shut
the door
behind them
jaws grinded tight
an uncalm
in each
each and every one
seemed an "untrustworthy" type
dirty and unstable
unsure
insecure
pacing and looking
yet he trusted
still
even in the face
of the monster itself
because this
was his first trip to vegas
the one he remembers most
out of
each and every one
he held the broken bulb
somewhat afraid
penny held the lighter
to the glass
crystal smoke consumed the sphere
he gave chase
with the red straw
sucking like he were younger
like
it were the last drop of milkshake
naive and young
though he'd
already tried
marijuana,cocaine, pcp,acid, shrooms and crack
but this
POP
his first time on meth
was better than
each
each and every one
-yesk
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