June 8, 2011

bad medicine

dear at the corner diary,

be extra sure to check at the corner, for i'm telling you at the utility box messages get delivered to there. sometimes when whores leave their thongs at your house, he will put them there. and sometimes he will leave payment for services, which he must slip out of your purse. but in order for him to do that you see, you must come home with it first. then there are times he begs for various medications, which are not from radamacher of course, he'd beg for antidepressants and stimulants and various other kinds of the sorts. i'd always give in, he wanted to be thin, he said his depression was out of control. he said when he'd get out of the hole he was in- he wouldn't need medicine, but until then it was all that really did help. man i was dumb, i should have cut off my thumb and mailed it to their house. i should have filled up those pills with whatever it took to rid that man of his woes.