I found her puffy-eyed parked in front of a Brooklyn hospital.

She was trying to get suboxone, trying to get clean. But the reality was that she lost my trust.

She was on her own.

you wouldn’t quit me right?

Don’t think it works like that. Would you steal my car?

not if you give me $20

Yeah, we don’t really have a material relationship.

well I can use your thoughts against you

Why would you do that?

why won’t you spot me $20

I don’t…

you’re not real

You’re a figment or dialectic or

lazy rhetorical device

you’re a creep

What?

tell them why your friend always turned you down

This isn’t about me.