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February 26, 2024


By Dan Holt


I never knew
his real name
Everyone called
him Trip
for obvious

At first
he was just
this fun guy
Always had
Always a little

The first time
I saw him
snort heroin
you could see
the change
You could just tell
this was him now

I caught him
shooting up
in my kitchen
and had to
throw him out

He showed me
A section of vein
about two
inches long
that was hard
and swollen
It was like he was
proud of it

The last time
I saw him
I picked him up
And he didn't
know who I was

Asked me for money
as I dropped
him off
I gave him
a twenty
and said
later Trip

He stopped
for a second
Looked at me
like I was
a ghost

Article © Dan Holt. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-05-31
Image(s) are public domain.
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