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drunk--i was 16 and went to a field near my high school with a friend of mine--we consumed a fifth of vodka with orange juice, a bottle of tango screwdriver and a few beers. by the time i arrived at the dance, about 15 mintues after finishing all this with him, i could not really see--i ended up in a snowbank outside vomiting pills that some idiot had given me because he thought---well i dont know what he thought--ended up in the hospital--woke up strapped to a bed. at the time i had some kind of bump in m forearm--phlebitus if i remember--i remember my mother standing next to the bed with me strapped into it when the doctor came in. the doctor rolled my sleeve up, looked at my forearm and asked how long i had been shooting heroin.
it was a fine day, that.
pot: all i remember is that i smoked my first joint while sitting in a bulldozer that was parked behind the racket club where i worked.
others maybe later.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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